Post by Naughty Girls on Feb 16, 2017 6:18:14 GMT -5
Katie's bedroom, per the norm the Naughty Girl is pacing about looking absolutely none too pleased at the moment while across the bed is Chastity watching her Mistress all the while munching from a small bag of potato chips.
Katie: She can beat any team, huh? Is she seriously saying that? Or am I just crazy?
Chastity: You're crazy, madam.
Chastity's response earns her a heated glare that seems to be shoving daggers right through her. However, she doesn't react much to the daggers or even the glare itself as she helps herself to a couple more chips prior to explaining.
Chastity: She said they can beat any team. Including Mistress and yourself.
Katie: Then she's an idiot!
Chastity's eyes wander to the side mentioning to herself how Katie is still crazy.
Katie: Mistress and I have be holding these belts since May of last year. Since that time we've never. Lost. A match. Never lost!
Chastity: You needn't convince me of that, madam, every match I see what the two of you are capable of.
Katie: Then how could she say that when her first match here turned out to be a draw? That's one win and one draw, how's that proof they can beat any team they want here? All while Mistress and I have defeated every team we've been put up against.
Chastity: Not every.
She retorts through a mouth full of chips as she dusts off her hands.
Katie: Two teams here slipped through our grip. One, because they exploded, and the other because they left. As for everyone else... In fact, the only teams we haven't beaten yet are these bitches we got now, and Dynasty.
Chastity: And Guilty Pleasure.
Katie: Please, we made Kate Steel our collective bitch when she was calling herself a Pink Lady.
Chastity smiles absolutely loving it each time her Mistress speaks like that. So, yeah, since coming she's been rather pleased all around.
Katie: Beat every team here...sheer and utter narcissism. I've seen her record as a solo performer; pathetic. And she's the strong one of those two. How does she even think she can compare herself to us? To just even me?
Chastity: I don't know, madam, but I'm sure madam will find a way.
Katie: Not plausible. Anyway, go make the announcement. I'm going to rest.
Katie flops down on the bed just as Chastity moves herself out of the way. Unfortunately, from the other room...
Candi: I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart!
Katie: And please shut her up.
Chastity: Of course, madam.
Shutting Candi up must mean to grab her and bring her into another room because that's precisely what Chastity has done. For now, Chastity is prepping herself to present whatever this announcement is then does the same for Candi smoothing out her outfit and then her hair giving the blond a warm smile. Probably the only one she really gets in the Dungeon.
Chastity: Ready?
She asks taking hold of Candi's hand.
Candi: Yep-yep!
Chastity: Then just like we rehearsed. One...two...three!
Candi & Chastity: This is a special announcement for Jekyll and Hyde's Jessika!
Chastity: My madam, Katie Klein, cordially invites your presence inside of the ring for LAW's fifty-nine in a special match.
Candi: It's called the “Kiss The Boots” match!
Chastity: Mm-hm. The rules of this contest are simple. If you can convince your partner, Karyn, to attend then this match will run itself as a tornado tag team match.
Candi: Whoosh!
Because that's how tornado's sound, apparently. Still, it has Chastity giggling.
Chastity: The object of the match is to kiss both of Mistress'--
Candi: Kitty Mistress!
Chastity: Boots. You don't need to kiss both in proper succession, but you will need to kiss the two of them on the toe while Mistress--
Candi: Kitty Mistress!
Chastity: Is standing upright. This means that Karyn, should she be also attending this affair, can use whatever means she deems necessary to hold Kitty Mistress--
Candi: Mistress! Aw...
Chastity giggles rubbing the top of Candi's head.
Chastity: Upright. Be it a sleeper, full nelson, or anything she can think up. There's no requirement to yours or madam's positioning when kissing the boots, so you can even kiss Kitty Mistress'...
It's a wait this time, but Candi's too clever.
Chastity: Boo--
Candi: Oh. Kitty Mistress!
Or maybe not. Chastity again just giggles patting Candi atop the head twice.
Chastity: Boots while she's on the apron. Although, it is encouraged you do so while kneeling. Now, given that madam has been gracious enough to extend this challenge to you, she feels it's only right that if you have any stipulation in mind then she'll consider any suggestions you may have. So, on behalf of madam, and...
Candi: Kitty Mistress!
Chastity smiles and quietly counts down.
Candi & Chastity: We hope to see you there.
Both Candi and Chastity go to bow but Candi's the only one who goes all the way as Chastity leans back to look over the curvature of her new best friends backside.
Back to Katie and she's alone now. Though, if you asked her, she has her company in the form of her tag title belt. The hook isn't visible right now as it rests in behind her shoulder while one of her arms hugs itself across the faceplate quite possessively. Her glare lingers a bit on the camera before she begins to speak.
Katie: Zahara,
Whoa, someone call Eddie Brock. His venom's been found.
Katie: Go ahead and explain. Go ahead and tell me just how you're superior to me. Do it before I decide to dictate that you're nothing more than a pathological liar. Someone who talks big because they want to put the fear into the other competitors.
Katie shakes her head as she straightens out her title.
Katie: I'm not afraid of you.
She releases her belt so she can hold up her hand in front of the camera.
Katie: Look at it. Do you see it shaking?
With it clearly not, she returns said hand back to her belt.
Katie: This is what nearly an entire year of utter dominance brings about. This is what leaving all the other would-be “tough girls” laying on the canvas brings about. You want to know what fear is? Fear is every other tag team besides Mistress and myself. Fear is what silences the masses. Our last match against Rachel and Lucy...they were too afraid to say a single word. They looked at the card and wondered what they did to deserve such a punishment. Oh yeah,
She nods.
Katie: It's no longer become a privilege to see your team scheduled against us. When Mistress issued our open challenge back in August, two people showed up. They never got their shot but you never heard them complain about it. It was sheer adrenaline that brought them out but by the time they got into the back they were practically begging Lucas to drop the challenge they just made. Hoping the entire world would forget their own cowardice.
There's a little more of her venom before she continues.
Katie: So I don't fear you, Zahara, you or your partner. Though while we're on the subject of how I feel, and since Mistress has given me full reign, I also don't care for the ring you proudly wear around your finger. That's right, elephant's out of the closet now. You might be bunking it with Mistress but I've no problem putting you in a hospital bed instead. Challenge,
Katie huffs a mild laugh.
Katie: It's a joke to even consider you and Farrah that. The two of you are just sparkly eyed newcomers who are finding themselves way over your head here and it would be my pleasure making you both scream. But which one will get it via pleasure? Which one will be shown as the whore she is? I've given this a lot of thought, but I think I'm going for the one with the personal issue with Kenzi. That's right, Farrah,
Smiling, Katie runs a hand down her front and over her crotch coming between her legs as her tongue slides out between her lips making its rounds then goes back it.
Katie: You're the lucky girl. Not out of attraction, not even because some would think Zahara is off limits in that regard...but because Kenzi would laugh. Kenzi would laugh when it comes to finding out the one nipping at her heels is just a giant slut when it comes to a simple touch. Don't get me wrong, I'm not Mistress so I could care less about her. I just like the idea of humiliating someone for the pleasure of another.
She says with a playful giggle certainly giving her words some malicious weight.
Katie: The two of you prepare yourselves, because it's time for your official welcome into Ladies All Star Wrestling, and believe me...it'll be a rude awakening.
Katie turns with a huff and paces off still grasping her tag title belt as the scene slowly fades out to black.
Katie: She can beat any team, huh? Is she seriously saying that? Or am I just crazy?
Chastity: You're crazy, madam.
Chastity's response earns her a heated glare that seems to be shoving daggers right through her. However, she doesn't react much to the daggers or even the glare itself as she helps herself to a couple more chips prior to explaining.
Chastity: She said they can beat any team. Including Mistress and yourself.
Katie: Then she's an idiot!
Chastity's eyes wander to the side mentioning to herself how Katie is still crazy.
Katie: Mistress and I have be holding these belts since May of last year. Since that time we've never. Lost. A match. Never lost!
Chastity: You needn't convince me of that, madam, every match I see what the two of you are capable of.
Katie: Then how could she say that when her first match here turned out to be a draw? That's one win and one draw, how's that proof they can beat any team they want here? All while Mistress and I have defeated every team we've been put up against.
Chastity: Not every.
She retorts through a mouth full of chips as she dusts off her hands.
Katie: Two teams here slipped through our grip. One, because they exploded, and the other because they left. As for everyone else... In fact, the only teams we haven't beaten yet are these bitches we got now, and Dynasty.
Chastity: And Guilty Pleasure.
Katie: Please, we made Kate Steel our collective bitch when she was calling herself a Pink Lady.
Chastity smiles absolutely loving it each time her Mistress speaks like that. So, yeah, since coming she's been rather pleased all around.
Katie: Beat every team here...sheer and utter narcissism. I've seen her record as a solo performer; pathetic. And she's the strong one of those two. How does she even think she can compare herself to us? To just even me?
Chastity: I don't know, madam, but I'm sure madam will find a way.
Katie: Not plausible. Anyway, go make the announcement. I'm going to rest.
Katie flops down on the bed just as Chastity moves herself out of the way. Unfortunately, from the other room...
Candi: I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart!
Katie: And please shut her up.
Chastity: Of course, madam.
Shutting Candi up must mean to grab her and bring her into another room because that's precisely what Chastity has done. For now, Chastity is prepping herself to present whatever this announcement is then does the same for Candi smoothing out her outfit and then her hair giving the blond a warm smile. Probably the only one she really gets in the Dungeon.
Chastity: Ready?
She asks taking hold of Candi's hand.
Candi: Yep-yep!
Chastity: Then just like we rehearsed. One...two...three!
Candi & Chastity: This is a special announcement for Jekyll and Hyde's Jessika!
Chastity: My madam, Katie Klein, cordially invites your presence inside of the ring for LAW's fifty-nine in a special match.
Candi: It's called the “Kiss The Boots” match!
Chastity: Mm-hm. The rules of this contest are simple. If you can convince your partner, Karyn, to attend then this match will run itself as a tornado tag team match.
Candi: Whoosh!
Because that's how tornado's sound, apparently. Still, it has Chastity giggling.
Chastity: The object of the match is to kiss both of Mistress'--
Candi: Kitty Mistress!
Chastity: Boots. You don't need to kiss both in proper succession, but you will need to kiss the two of them on the toe while Mistress--
Candi: Kitty Mistress!
Chastity: Is standing upright. This means that Karyn, should she be also attending this affair, can use whatever means she deems necessary to hold Kitty Mistress--
Candi: Mistress! Aw...
Chastity giggles rubbing the top of Candi's head.
Chastity: Upright. Be it a sleeper, full nelson, or anything she can think up. There's no requirement to yours or madam's positioning when kissing the boots, so you can even kiss Kitty Mistress'...
It's a wait this time, but Candi's too clever.
Chastity: Boo--
Candi: Oh. Kitty Mistress!
Or maybe not. Chastity again just giggles patting Candi atop the head twice.
Chastity: Boots while she's on the apron. Although, it is encouraged you do so while kneeling. Now, given that madam has been gracious enough to extend this challenge to you, she feels it's only right that if you have any stipulation in mind then she'll consider any suggestions you may have. So, on behalf of madam, and...
Candi: Kitty Mistress!
Chastity smiles and quietly counts down.
Candi & Chastity: We hope to see you there.
Both Candi and Chastity go to bow but Candi's the only one who goes all the way as Chastity leans back to look over the curvature of her new best friends backside.
Back to Katie and she's alone now. Though, if you asked her, she has her company in the form of her tag title belt. The hook isn't visible right now as it rests in behind her shoulder while one of her arms hugs itself across the faceplate quite possessively. Her glare lingers a bit on the camera before she begins to speak.
Katie: Zahara,
Whoa, someone call Eddie Brock. His venom's been found.
Katie: Go ahead and explain. Go ahead and tell me just how you're superior to me. Do it before I decide to dictate that you're nothing more than a pathological liar. Someone who talks big because they want to put the fear into the other competitors.
Katie shakes her head as she straightens out her title.
Katie: I'm not afraid of you.
She releases her belt so she can hold up her hand in front of the camera.
Katie: Look at it. Do you see it shaking?
With it clearly not, she returns said hand back to her belt.
Katie: This is what nearly an entire year of utter dominance brings about. This is what leaving all the other would-be “tough girls” laying on the canvas brings about. You want to know what fear is? Fear is every other tag team besides Mistress and myself. Fear is what silences the masses. Our last match against Rachel and Lucy...they were too afraid to say a single word. They looked at the card and wondered what they did to deserve such a punishment. Oh yeah,
She nods.
Katie: It's no longer become a privilege to see your team scheduled against us. When Mistress issued our open challenge back in August, two people showed up. They never got their shot but you never heard them complain about it. It was sheer adrenaline that brought them out but by the time they got into the back they were practically begging Lucas to drop the challenge they just made. Hoping the entire world would forget their own cowardice.
There's a little more of her venom before she continues.
Katie: So I don't fear you, Zahara, you or your partner. Though while we're on the subject of how I feel, and since Mistress has given me full reign, I also don't care for the ring you proudly wear around your finger. That's right, elephant's out of the closet now. You might be bunking it with Mistress but I've no problem putting you in a hospital bed instead. Challenge,
Katie huffs a mild laugh.
Katie: It's a joke to even consider you and Farrah that. The two of you are just sparkly eyed newcomers who are finding themselves way over your head here and it would be my pleasure making you both scream. But which one will get it via pleasure? Which one will be shown as the whore she is? I've given this a lot of thought, but I think I'm going for the one with the personal issue with Kenzi. That's right, Farrah,
Smiling, Katie runs a hand down her front and over her crotch coming between her legs as her tongue slides out between her lips making its rounds then goes back it.
Katie: You're the lucky girl. Not out of attraction, not even because some would think Zahara is off limits in that regard...but because Kenzi would laugh. Kenzi would laugh when it comes to finding out the one nipping at her heels is just a giant slut when it comes to a simple touch. Don't get me wrong, I'm not Mistress so I could care less about her. I just like the idea of humiliating someone for the pleasure of another.
She says with a playful giggle certainly giving her words some malicious weight.
Katie: The two of you prepare yourselves, because it's time for your official welcome into Ladies All Star Wrestling, and believe me...it'll be a rude awakening.
Katie turns with a huff and paces off still grasping her tag title belt as the scene slowly fades out to black.