The staff near the curtain explained it one more time; "A Hentai match means sexual holds and items are legal, this is what the audience is here to see."
"...What kind of wrestling show is this?"
Angie found herself waiting behind the curtain of the LAW arena once again. Her previous nights being the worst of her entire life by far; but she had no choice but to keep coming back, lest she break her contract and get sued for every penny she had. The money she accepted seemed worthless to her at this point; no amount was worth the pain and suffering she had been put through in her previous bouts. Still though, she had to admire her own courage to come back for a third time despite the expectation she had going in. That was, until she was informed about the match she would participate in.
"D-do we just have to have... Sex? Isnt that a little too graphic for-"
The Generic LAW theme music that accompanied her whenever she went to the ring started playing once again and Angie's expression lowered into a disappointed sorrow. She stared at the curtain that would for sure seal her fate once more~ the wind from the Arena blowing in as if it was beckoning her to her ultimate fate. Not wanting to once again upset the staff or audience, she walked with an already defeated look through the curtain and stepped out onto the stage.
Once again donning the attire she had been contractually obligated to wear, she looked out at the audience with a mixture of fear and disgust. These people keep coming back just to watch her get battered and assaulted by Women ten times as strong as her; all the while probably oggling her skimpy attire. She walked down the ramp making sure to avoid eye contact as much as possible with the audience who she knew were already undressing her with their eyes... While she was used to the feeling from her time as a stripper, people were there watching her to have fun~ but she could see no fun in this. This was humiliating torture.
Walking up the metal steps once again, the cold feeling on her toes sent shivers up her spine as her bruised muscles recalled her previous experiences in this ring. Entering underneath the middle rope; she paced the ring towards the back corner and looked towards the ramp; already wishing this could be over and done with. While waiting however a thought occurred~
'If this is a sex match... Does that mean I just have to have sex with my opponent? M-maybe there's no wrestling moves in this match...'
The prospect of having sex or exposing herself to a massive audience stirred confusion in her brain~ On one hand, she may just have to have sex with a Woman and the "Match" would be over, maybe she wont be limping out of this one? On the other; the prospect of her nude body being seen by all these strangers in the centre of a stage while she has a intimate experience with another sounded extremely embarrassing... Do they blur stuff here? How many people are watching this? She was already dreading whatever came next as she shuffled her thick thighs together in a act of nervousness; her body involuntarily shuddering from the thoughts that clouded her mind.
