Kama got a few side eyes from the staff of the hotel, like the snobs could smell how little her net worth was. They didn't look at Sylvia as the victorious deity dragged her along. The bitch had been so confident in their debut match, especially after she beat Kama down backstage before hand and exhausted her with numerous orgasms. The hotel was so gaudy and expensive, matching the tacky taste of the loser, and there was a room booked for the two of them. While Kama had destroyed many of Sylvia's phones when she just HAD to start a phone call before their match started, talking about literally nothing with whoever was on the other end, but the islander still hated it. Wasting money was something she never did, and doing it in any sense just hurt.
So, since daddy's little bitch already booked the room, Kama figure they might as well make use of it. Plus, it would be the first POW the two had had where such a fine establishment was available after Kama won. It was a win-win for the lowly islander. And, after the little squirt into the air Sylvia was forced into, using the room would be the last nail in her proverbial coffin for Kama. The record was unfortunately still in Sylvia's favor, so the islander may have been a little petty and was trying to get as much hits in tonight as she could.
"Lead the way, whore," she said with glee, pushing Sylvia into the elevator as the girl pushed the button to whatever floor the room was on. "And don't try and take your time. I might just decide to put something up your ass dry if you do." Kama would then just wait and allow Sylvia to lead the way to the room, anxious to see just what the girl worth billions, or maybe trillions - Kama never bothered to check - had in store for what she thought would be her victory.
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