She was confident after the way she'd tortured the poor Rookie's body that she wouldn't dare violate the terms of their match. She was new to the world of professional wrestling. She'd brought with her an undeniably delicious body and a skillset worthy of a professional athlete... But she lacked the experience and wiles that made it all work.
And yet, despite that... There was something that had drawn the Lightweight Champion to one of the divisions newest talents. Something that had called out to her. She had been chosen to be Rose Gold's first title defense. Her first Midas Touch segment. And most importantly, and perhaps surprisingly, her first POW.
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The three knocks came just as she was instructed. It put a smirk on the Lewd Lightweight's face. What a perfect, obedient prize.
She didn't bother looking through the peephole to see who it was. She simply pulled the door open, a Cheshire grin already on her perfect pouty lips.
Rose Gold had discarded the trappings of a Pro Wrestler-cum-Sex Fighter. Relaxing at home, she wore a pair of denim jean shorts, a black tank-top, and a yellow jacket over it. A black ball cap sat upon her hair. She was dressed casually.
She stepped aside, beckoning Natalia inside.
"I'm glad you made it. I was worried you wouldn't show up." She lied.
She offered her a hand to assist her with her next words. Perhaps it was cruel and subconscious reminder of what happened to those that defied her.
"How are your legs?" But it somehow sounded... Genuine.