Post by Naughty Girls on Feb 27, 2016 6:17:01 GMT -5
Katalina's dungeon, just a few kilometres away from her main abode just off the shoreline of Malibu. Candi is seen skipping around its halls, full clothed in tight fitting acid wash jeans and a white tank top with a sparkling pink kitten on the front, happily singing herself “Mary had a little lamb”. Or at least as much as she remembers as parts she has a hard time recalling are replaced with hums. The young slave keeps this up until she notices her Mistress standing by a long shelf in one of the rooms. The blond barbie hits the brakes and pokes her head inside the room.
Candi: What'cha doing, Kitty Mistress?
Candi's chosen nickname for Kat, it...took the Naughty Girl some getting used to, though when she realized that it wasn't going away, ever, she became accustomed to it.
Katalina: Thinking, love.
Candi: Silly Kitty Mistress is silly. You can't think love, you love love.
Candi says before giggling as Kat nods in agreement.
Katalina: That's very true, lo—uh, Candi.
Yeah, probably best to just leave things at that route as Candi begins marching her way into the room, swinging her arms about before coming up to a halt beside the dominatrix.
Candi: So what'cha doin'?
Katalina: Worrying, Candi.
Candi: Whyyyyyyyyyyy?
Because Candi's there? No, like the name Kat has become accustomed to Candi as a person, or the most of one she can be.
Katalina: Ever since I arrived here, I've been treated more the dominatrix than the wrestler. I'm the slut, I'm “worse than 50 shades”.
Candi: What's that?
Katalina: Horror in its purest form.
Hey, Kat can fire a few missiles at it herself, you know.
Katalina: The thing is, people take only what they feel and they run with it. “What I do is wrong, the people here are abused.” They believe that and they simply go with it. For the past few weeks I've been trying my best to come up with a counter because at least for now the target is just me. Well, and Katie. I don't want them coming after you or any of my other clients over this. I mean I have a daughter, Candi, can you imagine what she'll have to go through as she gets older?
Katalina shakes her head.
Katalina: People telling her I shouldn't be her mother because I'm ill inclined to love. That I just subject my daughter to S&M related elements every day. I don't. I would never. But it's clear that telling these people these things just isn't enough. No, because I'm the “bad dominatrix”. I'm an embarrassment to everything bondage, my tactics are apparently purely sexual by nature. All I can do is invite these people over to see how things go around here, which would never happen. Or direct them toward my writings, my blogs. But that won't happen either because people need their arguments, Candi, they need that tiny dose in which they can convince themselves that they are superior. Forget my wrestling career, I'm just a bad person in their eyes.
Kat ushers out a sigh as Candi thinks for a moment after everything she's heard.
Candi: Can we just go play outside?
It's a blank stare that Kat gives her, the kind that has her wondering if maybe Candi was even listening or not. But, in all honesty, this was indeed the question she needed right now, or just the invite. Kat's been working to try and change opinions but to no avail. People will believe what they want to so Kat nods.
Katalina: Yes, love. Of course we can play outside.
Kat's smile widens some as she heads out the door leaving her confused pet behind.
Candi: I'm not Love, I'm Candi.
We cut back to Kat's bedroom. The dominatrix is seated up on her queen sized bed as behind her the visage of Malibu with the clear sky can be seen between the bamboo blinds. There really isn't much else to the room that we can see, aside from the giant stuffed carrot Kat has hugged close to her chest and the burgundy covered pillows behind her lower back keeping her comfort level up. But we do see that she's dressed for the day in a pair of white capri pants with a deep purple tank top that's loose enough for a little cleavage. Nothing major worth covering children's eyes over though.
Katalina: Well...Amber, Ana, I certainly hope by now that Katie and myself have earned your full attention. Unless of course you're still planning on going out of your way to diminish our standing as the number one contenders.
Certainly with a few hiccups along the road, but those have been discussed.
Katalina: I would hope that the two of you are a little more serious about us since, as the old saying goes, those who don't learn from history are doomed to repeat it.
Kat gives off a rather confident smile feeling like she's earned it by this point.
Katalina: Just as Katie pointed out for my victory against Ana, that marked the turning point for the Naughty Girls within Ladies Allstar, and what a turn in the right direction this will be. The tag team championships.
A pleasant sigh escapes the lips of the dark haired beauty.
Katalina: Of course, the two of us aren't running into this match blinded by our own victories, no. Together, the two of you not only secured your way to the top of the division, but you did so by knocking off the longest reigning tag team champions here. No easy feat, certainly. So we have an idea of what awaits us this coming week.
It's enough to make Kat a little more sombre as she gives a few nods of her head.
Katalina: But still, tag team champions. That's been our sole driving force since coming here. Every victory a celebration, every loss a humbling yet learning experience. We're honestly glad of those losses, to be honest. It means that even when we do win the tag titles we still have a ways to go before climbing the mountain. An exciting treat, that. Especially considering that a fair number of people already consider a title to be the top of their own division. New faces present new challenges, changing formations presents greater threats.
Kat becomes a little starry eyed for a moment before shaking her head clear and the expression off.
Katalina: But...that's just my view of things. Or at the very least what titles mean to me. A learning experience, a chance to do better. An opportunity to properly define oneself in the eyes of others.
That note brings back the smile on Kat's face.
Katalina: No longer just the dom and her slave, the “wrongful kink exhibitors”. We'll be taking this golden step on our way to the top of the mountain.
A slight pause courtesy of the domina.
Katalina: Ana, Amber, for too long the two of you have looked down on us, just as everyone has. If by the end of the match you still won't look at us as equals, then we'll definitely force you all to look at us as champions.
The smile remains, but as if remembering something rather important, Kat brings up a hand pointing her index finger upward.
Katalina: Oh! Silly me for forgetting, I really must congratulate you, Ana, on your victory the other week. It was truly a masterpiece, wasn't it?
Doubtful she's being sarcastic, butt given the theme of this promo...
Katalina: Well,
She says prior to slapping her hands down against her thighs.
Katalina: It's certainly about time you get back out there and continue wiping the floor with your competition, isn't that right?
Her smile, it's become rather smug now. That certainly can't help matters either, not like Ana or Amber have found any small portion inside of either Naughty Girl to like or even find acceptable. Now this?
Katalina: I figure I would throw that little bit up. After all, with everything else that's been going on for the two of you lately...some good conversation should be in order.
She gives a quick shrug before her arms drop back down.
Katalina: Certainly there are those that agree that if I do anything right...it's making people feel good.
Insert random whore joke. INSERT RANDOM WHORE JOKE! The dominatrix blows out a kiss and sends us off with a wave as the scene goes out with a fade to black.
Candi: What'cha doing, Kitty Mistress?
Candi's chosen nickname for Kat, it...took the Naughty Girl some getting used to, though when she realized that it wasn't going away, ever, she became accustomed to it.
Katalina: Thinking, love.
Candi: Silly Kitty Mistress is silly. You can't think love, you love love.
Candi says before giggling as Kat nods in agreement.
Katalina: That's very true, lo—uh, Candi.
Yeah, probably best to just leave things at that route as Candi begins marching her way into the room, swinging her arms about before coming up to a halt beside the dominatrix.
Candi: So what'cha doin'?
Katalina: Worrying, Candi.
Candi: Whyyyyyyyyyyy?
Because Candi's there? No, like the name Kat has become accustomed to Candi as a person, or the most of one she can be.
Katalina: Ever since I arrived here, I've been treated more the dominatrix than the wrestler. I'm the slut, I'm “worse than 50 shades”.
Candi: What's that?
Katalina: Horror in its purest form.
Hey, Kat can fire a few missiles at it herself, you know.
Katalina: The thing is, people take only what they feel and they run with it. “What I do is wrong, the people here are abused.” They believe that and they simply go with it. For the past few weeks I've been trying my best to come up with a counter because at least for now the target is just me. Well, and Katie. I don't want them coming after you or any of my other clients over this. I mean I have a daughter, Candi, can you imagine what she'll have to go through as she gets older?
Katalina shakes her head.
Katalina: People telling her I shouldn't be her mother because I'm ill inclined to love. That I just subject my daughter to S&M related elements every day. I don't. I would never. But it's clear that telling these people these things just isn't enough. No, because I'm the “bad dominatrix”. I'm an embarrassment to everything bondage, my tactics are apparently purely sexual by nature. All I can do is invite these people over to see how things go around here, which would never happen. Or direct them toward my writings, my blogs. But that won't happen either because people need their arguments, Candi, they need that tiny dose in which they can convince themselves that they are superior. Forget my wrestling career, I'm just a bad person in their eyes.
Kat ushers out a sigh as Candi thinks for a moment after everything she's heard.
Candi: Can we just go play outside?
It's a blank stare that Kat gives her, the kind that has her wondering if maybe Candi was even listening or not. But, in all honesty, this was indeed the question she needed right now, or just the invite. Kat's been working to try and change opinions but to no avail. People will believe what they want to so Kat nods.
Katalina: Yes, love. Of course we can play outside.
Kat's smile widens some as she heads out the door leaving her confused pet behind.
Candi: I'm not Love, I'm Candi.
We cut back to Kat's bedroom. The dominatrix is seated up on her queen sized bed as behind her the visage of Malibu with the clear sky can be seen between the bamboo blinds. There really isn't much else to the room that we can see, aside from the giant stuffed carrot Kat has hugged close to her chest and the burgundy covered pillows behind her lower back keeping her comfort level up. But we do see that she's dressed for the day in a pair of white capri pants with a deep purple tank top that's loose enough for a little cleavage. Nothing major worth covering children's eyes over though.
Katalina: Well...Amber, Ana, I certainly hope by now that Katie and myself have earned your full attention. Unless of course you're still planning on going out of your way to diminish our standing as the number one contenders.
Certainly with a few hiccups along the road, but those have been discussed.
Katalina: I would hope that the two of you are a little more serious about us since, as the old saying goes, those who don't learn from history are doomed to repeat it.
Kat gives off a rather confident smile feeling like she's earned it by this point.
Katalina: Just as Katie pointed out for my victory against Ana, that marked the turning point for the Naughty Girls within Ladies Allstar, and what a turn in the right direction this will be. The tag team championships.
A pleasant sigh escapes the lips of the dark haired beauty.
Katalina: Of course, the two of us aren't running into this match blinded by our own victories, no. Together, the two of you not only secured your way to the top of the division, but you did so by knocking off the longest reigning tag team champions here. No easy feat, certainly. So we have an idea of what awaits us this coming week.
It's enough to make Kat a little more sombre as she gives a few nods of her head.
Katalina: But still, tag team champions. That's been our sole driving force since coming here. Every victory a celebration, every loss a humbling yet learning experience. We're honestly glad of those losses, to be honest. It means that even when we do win the tag titles we still have a ways to go before climbing the mountain. An exciting treat, that. Especially considering that a fair number of people already consider a title to be the top of their own division. New faces present new challenges, changing formations presents greater threats.
Kat becomes a little starry eyed for a moment before shaking her head clear and the expression off.
Katalina: But...that's just my view of things. Or at the very least what titles mean to me. A learning experience, a chance to do better. An opportunity to properly define oneself in the eyes of others.
That note brings back the smile on Kat's face.
Katalina: No longer just the dom and her slave, the “wrongful kink exhibitors”. We'll be taking this golden step on our way to the top of the mountain.
A slight pause courtesy of the domina.
Katalina: Ana, Amber, for too long the two of you have looked down on us, just as everyone has. If by the end of the match you still won't look at us as equals, then we'll definitely force you all to look at us as champions.
The smile remains, but as if remembering something rather important, Kat brings up a hand pointing her index finger upward.
Katalina: Oh! Silly me for forgetting, I really must congratulate you, Ana, on your victory the other week. It was truly a masterpiece, wasn't it?
Doubtful she's being sarcastic, butt given the theme of this promo...
Katalina: Well,
She says prior to slapping her hands down against her thighs.
Katalina: It's certainly about time you get back out there and continue wiping the floor with your competition, isn't that right?
Her smile, it's become rather smug now. That certainly can't help matters either, not like Ana or Amber have found any small portion inside of either Naughty Girl to like or even find acceptable. Now this?
Katalina: I figure I would throw that little bit up. After all, with everything else that's been going on for the two of you lately...some good conversation should be in order.
She gives a quick shrug before her arms drop back down.
Katalina: Certainly there are those that agree that if I do anything right...it's making people feel good.
Insert random whore joke. INSERT RANDOM WHORE JOKE! The dominatrix blows out a kiss and sends us off with a wave as the scene goes out with a fade to black.