Today was a very dark day for Corin Wickes. It had been 2 weeks since that fateful day back at home, and she had been whisked away to LAW to pay for her undeserved misdeeds. To facilitate paying for her actions, her master had unceremoniously told her hired agent to give her as many matches that would facilitate high fees from her matches to pay for the £65 million pound losses that she had "incurred". This made Corin a nervous wreck, as she knew that she was likely going to be completely destroyed in front of thousands, nay millions, of people. What she did not realise though, that her master was also the perverted kind, and had signed her op for hentai matches too.
Corin arrived at a location she was told to go to by some LAW staff, a location known by most for its dark hentai matches. Corin not only was unaware what the building was used for, but when told what it was used for, she simply asked what hentai even was. The staff member looked at her with a stunned look, before shaking her head. "You'll find out soon. You'll have fun, I hope" She said, before wandering off. At this point, Corin was shaking, she was not aware of what she had been signed up for and the lewd noises only made her more nervous. Just what were they about to make her do?
Soon enough, another woman came up to her and gave her a bikini, before pointing in a room and barking at her to change into it. With a bright blush, she did as she was told, and returned in a scantily clad bikini that covered her vitals and little else. She then was lead to another room, where she saw a bunch of women, mostly clad in swimsuits, or even a few that were butt naked. She also saw two women, one tanned and one caucasian, who were talking to one another about, something. She could not make out what they were on about though. Corin
Corin's nerves were getting the better of her and she started shaking and panicking, quivering like a leaf on a tree and making light whimpering noises like a puppy scared for it's like. It was clear Corin was absolutely petrified by what they she was about to do...
maintained an even tone. She found hardcore wrestling distasteful, honestly. But she couldn't deny that there was a rich market for that kind of action. And she was not one to turn her nose up so far as to deny these people the space and opportunity to explore these harsher kinks.
And now that "After Dark: Redstar" exists, she wants to understand it. Fortunately,
was there to help.
"It's mostly about the jooxtaposition of cute shit n' violence. A lotta people like the idea of somethin' cute gettin' destroyed, or the cutie being a fuckin' menace.
Trust me, they'll eat it right up."
And Alix will be watching. From the back; she didn't want any cameras in her face. She fully anticipates that this will be an unpleasant sight. But who is she to judge? Everyone here had signed up for this. They all knew exactly what they were in for. And it's what they want.
Well, almost everyone. After she was done with her explanation, Cassie's eye spied a girl who was clearly having second thoughts.
"Goddammit."
Cassie had seen this shit happen way too many times in her career: Recruiters bringing in some real fresh faces. People who were new to this game, with no idea of what they've been signed up for. Chances were good that she wasn't even the one who sent in her application.
The ship that was Torture Porn Wrestling was run tight; she didn't feed scared rabbits to her audience. Fuckers would try to make it happen, but she'd shut it down every time. Even if they made it to the ring -- in those cases, she'd just take their place. Even if it meant competing twice in one night. The show must go on, after all.
Then she'd find the one who disobeyed directives and put them out on their ass. Sometimes with her bat hanging out of it. Figuratively speaking.
Alix turned to look for the girl who caught her eye. Being as fearful as she was, she found her immediately. And those protective instincts kicked in just as fast.
The two women parted ways, starting on an unspoken plan. Cassie had a match and an ass that needed to meet her bat. Figuratively speaking. Maybe.
And Alix would make her approach: Moderate pace, no sudden moves. A warm, friendly smile on her face.
"Hi, sweetie. Are you new around here?"
She already had her answer, but that wasn't the point. She wanted to start some conversation to calm her down.
Corin was seemingly paralyzed by fear, which wasn't helped by the mentioning of a deathmatch, which she immediately thought meant that 5 of them were going to be murdered in the ring that day. This was obviously untrue, as LAW certainly did not condone that sort of thing, but Corin was not made aware of this, so anything and everything was on the table. It didn't help that she was forced to wear such a skimpy outfit, and given how hastily she was rushed out here, she was lucky that LAW had spare swimsuits on hand to give her. She did not want to go out there naked!
Her mind went out to the day of the incident and, more importantly, to the sight of her apoplectic master lambasting her for what she had done, supposedly. Given his power, there was naught Corin could have done to sort it out and she was lucky not to have been imprisoned or sent off to some illegal slave auction. She had to take pride in what little freedom she had left, even if her dignity was to be tarnished beyond repair. She stood there, half in thought and half fear-strucken, until she heard a sudden voice, which startled her.
"GYAH!" She ssquealed, jumping away from Alix as the tanned lady from the prior chat was not right in front of her, as if she had somehow teleported. She wanted to run away, but knew deep down that was not the play. For some reason though, the woman seemed, trustworthy and modest. She slowly regained her composure and turned to face her properly, her body red as a tomato and her heart racing. She wasn't aware of Alix's intentions, but she thought it best to at least strike conversation before she went into, whatever they had in store.
"H-h-h-hello..." She stammered, clearly struggling to talk to strangers, her nerves wracking her to the very core. But she stuck firm and carried on the conversation. "Y-yeah... I am new... W-w-what even i-is this p-place?" She asked, after being given very few details about this place. She wasn't even aware this was the League of Anime Wrestling. he thought it was some kind of slave auction until recently.
