The two combatants walked up to either side of the arena.
"In this corner, international jewel thief, the busty bat, Rouge!" Rouge the bat, flew into the arena, winking to the crowd.
"And in this corner, the pink haired, overpowered kunoichi, Sakura Haruno!" Sakura stepped into the ring, eyes set on Rouge.
"Alright ladies, just a refresher on the rules: the name of the game is making your opponent cum, preferably hard, by any means necessary. Weapons may be used, but only if they can be used for pleasure. Same goes for special abilities. Light combat is allowed in order to make the opponent submit, but with the exception of a combat/pain fetish, no intense battling is allowed. The winner advances to the next round, the loser is disqualified, and the loser spends one night as the winner's sex slave."
Both girls nodded, each taking a stance; Sakura with her arms up to block, and Rouge looking completely nonchalant.
"If the combatants are both set," there was a pause, during which Sakura tensed slightly as she building up her energy, and Rouge didn't move from her stance. "Begin!"
Sakura charged immediately. Rouge's eyes weren't even able to follow her, but didn't appear worried, even when Sakura locked her arms around Rouge's body. Sakura quickly started fondling Rouge's body, trying to feel out a weak point.
"Can't keep your hands off me hm?" Rouge questioned, "I guess I'm just that good." Sakura ignored the bat's words, and started trying to strip off Rouge's clothes. Rouge rolled her eyes, and extended her wings. Sakura would've been more than strong enough to keep her hold on Rouge, but had been caught off guard and pushed back by the wings.
"It seems Rouge is using her wings to keep her edge over her opponent!"
Rouge took off into the air. Sakura glared, and formed two shadow clones before all three jumped up at Rouge. Rouge grinned, and spin kicked all three of the Sakura's. The clones were dissipated, and the real Sakura's clothes were shredded as she fell to the ground.
"Rouge's razor sharp kick has left Sakura naked as the day she was born!"
Rouge landed, grinning as she looked over Sakura's shapely chest. Sakura glared again, clenching her fists as she tried to stay calm. She charged again, then time wasting no time and immediately trying to rip Rouge's outfit off. She grabbed her chest piece and stockings, ripping them off; leaving Rouge in just her bra, panties, and knee high boots.
"You just couldn't wait to see me huh?" Rouge says, hands trailing over her body and down her legs, posing for Sakura. Sakura couldn't help but notice that Rouge actually looked sexier with the boots still on, and tried to re-focus herself.
Sakura didn't regain her focus until Rouge started flying at her. Rouge gave Sakura a kick, not too strong, just enoughto knock her tto the ground, and was surprised when Sakura vanished in a puff of smoke, a wooden log taking her place.
Sakura grabbed Rouge's legs, dropping the bat on her back. Sakura immediately tore Rouge's panties off and rammed three fingers into the bat's pussy, using all her strength. Rouge moaned loudly with no reserve, seeming incapable of trying to hold back. Rouge bucked her hips against Sakura's fingers, as though she'd already given up on winning the match and simply wanted to get off fast.
"More~!" Rouge begged. Sakura smirked, and started using her whole fist, ramming into Rouge with all her strength.
"It seems Sakura's strength has become too much for Rouge to bare!"
Sakura grinned, knowing she would soon be victorious. She loved the sound of Rouge moaning, pumping her fist harder to get more. She was already thinking of all the things she'd have Rouge do, and was getting wrt from the thought.
Knowing that Rouge wouldn't last much longer, Sakura began touching herself, moaning softly. The more Rouge moaned, the harder Sakura fingered herself. Eventually her eyes her shut tight in pleasure, and Sakura didn't notice Rouge grinned. In a quick motion, Rouge extended her wing to spring herself up, pulling Sakura's fist away.
Rouge rammed her own fist into Sakura's pussy, already sopping wet and ready to cum from touching herself so much. Rouge leaned forward, kissing Sakura's neck tenderly as she pumped Sakura, who moaned uncontrollably for ten minutes before cumming.
"And Sakura has reached climax! The victor is Rouge!"
Rouge stood, licking Sakura's juices off her fingers, then holding her fingers in front of Sakura's face. "Suck." She ordered. Begrudgingly, Sakura took Rouge's fingers into her mouth and started sucking on them. "That's a good girl~" Rouge cooed, placing a collar around Sakura's neck.
"It seems Sakura's tactical approach didn't account for Rouge's fake out tactics. The next match will be Pinkie Pie vs White Tiger! Will the pink overtake white? Or will the party pony fall to the frisky kitty? Find out in the next round of Yuri Tournement!