The Greek Goddess of Wrestling

[Teenwrestler]

The Masterpiece wanted to choose his words carefully, he didn't want to appear as a creep picking up good looking girls in the gym. What started off as an attempt to just be friends and go on a nice dinner, quickly changed course and transitioned into a wrestling challenge. Perhaps the challenge of an oil wrestling match might have put off any other female wrestler but he brought it up because he had apparently heard the Greek partook in oil wrestling of somesort. Still, Petra did not seem to be put off by his offer which was reassuring on his part.

At first, Trent seemed to be disappointed when she wasn't sure about it but she soon accepted it shortly after. Perhaps his terminology of 'wrestling date' was not the best but his intention was clear, that the wrestling match and the date would be two different things. In terms of the wrestling match, Trent Masters would take her as a competitor and hope to make her tap. Trent still was not convinced by what Petra believed, that she could actually beat him but now that she had agreed to wrestle him, the two were surely going to find that out.

The Greek woman would clasp his hand firmly and the two shook on it, with Petra once reaffirming that Trent would be the loser. The Masterpiece would simply smirk, shaking her hand gently before parting with the handshake. "We will soon find out who's wrong won't we? Well, I am free right now and if you are too, and you have your wrestling gear with you, how about we have our little wrestling challenge right now? I could find us a vacant private wrestling rooms they have here in the LAW gym and arrange some wrestling oil as well. What do you say?" he proposed.

[Devilish53]

Petra knew of the bad intentions that many carried in the world of wrestling, especially one of a mixed variety with so many lewd encounters going on. She couldn't be too coy however, and thought it better to dive head first into the action that was available to her. Trent didn't appear sinister in his invitations, and there was a genuine skill to be had to wrestling in oil. Parting hands, Petra stood with her hands to her hips, before giving the sternest of nods.

"Yes, I am free. I can wrestle with you now!" Confident look to her face, as this tour of the facilities was quickly turning into quite the peculiar use of them.

[Teenwrestler]

Trent was all too aware of the fact at how things could be taken to mean something else entirely. Which is why he had to be careful not to just casually bring up that type of match against a woman he just met. Still, somehow they ended up agreeing to such a match and now the two had to prepare for necessary arrangements. Trent would smile after the two parted hands, he would chuckle when Petra would stand with her hands on her hip and nod in a stern manner.

"Okay great but uh......" he would say, inspecting her from head to toe. Whilst Trent was already in his blue wrestling briefs, perfectly fitting for a wrestling match. Petra was more formally dressed to be competing in an oil wrestling match. "Do you want me to show you the way to the women's locker room so you can change or something? In the meanwhile I can arrange a room for us to wrestle and also get some oils they use for wrestling?" he would suggest.

Trent wasn't sure if she had her wrestling gear or not with her, but it didn't hurt to ask.

[Devilish53]

"That is okay!" Petra roared, her tour of the facilities prior bearing fruit already, which she was quick to show!

"I am knowing of the way. I shall come back and meet you in twenty minutes. Right here, yes?"

Her smile confident on her face, as she soon turned regardless of the answer given. She felt this was the natural way in which the fight was brought about, as she soon began her trek in attempts of recalling where the correct room was.

[Teenwrestler]

Being the gentleman that he was, Trent Masters would offer Petra his services as a guide to show her around to the women's locker room. However, the Greek seemed to be fine with doing it alone, it seemed as if she had done her homework and knew her way around. That was fine by Trent, that meant he could have more time to arrange their private wrestling room and the oils they would use to apply before wrestling.

Trent smile and nodded confidently, "Mhm yeah, that sounds perfect. I'll see you in twenty minutes" he said, gently tapping her shoulder. With that, he would grab his gym bag and nod towards her before heading out. Trent was getting more and more excited as he left the gym, he was now very eager and slightly nervous at the same time, he knew nothing about this new challenger but it would be an exciting match up for sure.

He would scout for some of the LAW officials backstage and arrange for one of the private wrestling rooms in the gym, after doing it through with the LAW officials he would the nod of approval. He was given a key and some bottles of oil that were used in standard oil wrestling match, which he carefully placed in his gym bag. At this point, it was almost time to meet Petra back in the gym.

Trent wasn't going to make the lady wait, that would be rude, and would soon hurry back to the same spot they agreed to meet on or about 20 minutes after they last spoke.

[Devilish53]

Petra didn't exactly know what attire would be best for an encounter like this, so she simply opted for the obvious. That in which she'd be firing away in all of her fights; her standard attire!

Flats Instead Of Heels

Having found a fitting changing room rather quickly, and having relinquished herself of her casual gear straight into a gym back she brought just in case she felt the need to exercise or otherwise, Petra would return to where she had conversed with this newfound sparring partner with a grin to her face. Her hands crossed in front of her, Petra's extravagant hair style would still be maintained, though she didn't at all think it would interfere with the match to come.

"I am being ready now, yes!" Petra almost roared, getting the attention of Trent as he stood waiting for her.

[Teenwrestler]

The leader of the Dominion didn't have to wait long as soon Petra would make her way back to the same spot where they first met. However, this time she had her wrestling attire on which almost made Trent's jaw drop. She looked absolutely stunning, much more like a wrestler now than when they first met. Her one piece outfit really bringing out the best out of her impressive figure and Trent blushed just a bit. She truly was looking like a Greek goddess of wrestling.

"Ah yes. You are...I mean you look great" he said nervously a bit before trying to compose himself. Trent would invite Petra to follow him, as he would lead her to where they would be wrestling. Once outside the door of their private wrestling room, Trent would open the door for Petra and allowed her in first before joining her and closing the door.

"Okay so, we oil up a bit before we wrestle? First to submit loses? Anything goes" he would suggest as he would grab a bottle of oil on the wooden bench nearby before stepping on the thick blue wrestling mats. Trent would get down on his knees and uncap the bottle, pouring some on his hands before rubbing it all over his chest, abs, neck, shoulders, arms and thighs to nicely and evenly coat himself.

[Devilish53]

Petra was throwing nods and hums of agreement as Trent spoke on, standing stoically after following her soon-to-be opponent without ever taking a her hands off her hips. It was only after Trent finished up in preparing for his match that Petra herself realised there was a separate bottle for her to use, though she seemed content catching it from Trent after being signalling for a throw.

"Yes...we are in agreement...!" She'd hum yet again, squeezing perhaps too much oil into her hands only after letting a good amount on her shoulders, which would be left to freely slide down her top half. The portion in her hands soon put to her fine thighs, as Petra bent far, to make sure near every bit of both leg was coated.

[Teenwrestler]

The Masterpiece would lead Petra to their destination, once inside it, Trent would start off by laying the ground rules which were simple enough, anything goes first to submit loses. They both were in an agreement and all that was left was to oil up before they would start the match.

With that, handing Petra a bottle of her own, the Masterpiece got down on his knees and coated himself in oil. His body was now glistening in oil which really showed off his impressive figure. He would adjust his briefs before nodding at Petra that he was ready. He waited for Petra to do the same and he was impressed at her figure which was much more impressive after she was doused in the oil.

“Alright Petra, from now onwards we are rivals, opponents trying to win. So I’m not going to hold back or be nice. I’m wrestling to win” he said with a smirk. He invited her down to her knees as he was, he would bring his arms out infront of him so they can start off this contest with a grapple.

[Devilish53]

"Rivals yes! And I shall obtain the first win, you know this?" Petra shot back, almost instantly as the two assumed a posture. She had no intention of things turning overly serious, but at the same time she wasn't going to be holding back one bit. Her top half lowered as she swung left and right, Petra's hands held open palms at the end. Where as her experience wrestling in oil was rather limited, she was far from a newbie to the experience. And she was rather confident she had the lead on Trent in the subject.