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Match Type: Verbal Submission Hentai Match (No Disqualifications, Prisoner of War Stipulation)
Victory Condition: Forcing the opponent to verbally forfeit via Hentai maneuvers. The victor will be granted ownership of the loser for 24 hours.
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normally would have been a very happy young woman in a circumstance like this: Invited to a BDSM nightclub (and one that had been fashioned out of what used to be a church, at that) and made a part of a show of especially debauched carnality that would be broadcast to millions. Wrestling! Handcuffs! Whips! Chains! It was the kinkiest, most sinful stuff ever! How could she possibly not be excited?Match Type: Verbal Submission Hentai Match (No Disqualifications, Prisoner of War Stipulation)
Victory Condition: Forcing the opponent to verbally forfeit via Hentai maneuvers. The victor will be granted ownership of the loser for 24 hours.
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This club -- -- belonged to one of the two crazed dominatrices she'd run out on a couple weeks ago. The Young Lioness hadn't known until it was mentioned moments ago. And now Maria didn't want to leave her locker room.
No way Gloria's forgotten about that. No way was this going anywhere good. Or so she feared.
knew better. The gothic beauty, who was going to be a part of the show herself later on, gave her a pat on the shoulder and a soft smile to reassure her. "It's gonna be okay. I know her, and I assure you, she doesn't have it out for you. Okay?"
"O-okay."
There was a knock at the door. One of the assistants backstage coming to inform Maria that it was showtime, most likely. "I'll be right there, right behind the barricade. You don't have anything to worry about besides having fun out there."
That helped. She was still nervous, but knowing that she had a friend nearby...
She can do this.
"Okay. Alright."
"Ready?" Alix's tone was lifting, her wording framed as a question, but used as a nudge towards the affirmative.
"Yeah. Let's do this!" The nerves were still present, but enough had been shed to finally open that door.