The Midas Touch, Episode 9: Bad vs. Evil

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Theme

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The sudden pounding of music brought with it lights that flared in time with the beat. The song was instantly recognizable. Music that had become synonymous with the League's Self-proclaimed Ace! Every pump of bass brought on another flicker of gold stage lighting. And with it another brief vision of the Venomous Vixen herself!

And when the beat dropped, the gold-toned lights flared fully to life! Gold confetti rained ceremoniously down from the ceiling. It refracted the light in a dazzling display of gaudy gold. And at the top of the stage stood the Lightweight Champion!

Spoiler

Rose Gold once again stood at the top of the ramp... Radiant. Her trademark golden hair was tipped with brilliant pink. Her lips were painted as black as her intentions, highlighting her alabaster skin and the soft blush upon her cheeks. Her eyes were swept with black liner, angular and sharp. It made her honey-gold orbs glitter, 24kt.

A spade shaped hairband made of her namesake, rose gold, pulled her hair back and exposed her face. Her attire was more complex. Sleeves and Leggings were both speckled with shiny rose gold highlights. A collared top with a window that exposed the valley between her firm, perky breasts. Like her hairband, this too was cut to the shape of a spade, though this one was inverted. Both symbolic of her status as Ace.

Her bottoms were practically lingerie. Barely there at all. So high-cut were they that the muscles of her kissable inner thigh were bare to the world. A centimeter or two from indecency. The back was cut like a thong, allowing her round, athletic backside to bounce with every step she took. Every aspect of her femininity was accentuated. One look at her was enough to make even the most vigilant of opponent feel their heart beat hasten.

And lastly, she carried the symbol of her reign. The crown that made her Queen. The Lightweight Title. It hung over her shoulder, clutched by one hand. It's face was showing, her name embroidered prominently upon it.

She marched towards the ring with a microphone in her other hand. It was brought to her painted lips with a wry smirk. She mounted the apron and slipped into the ring. With a flourish she turned to face the ramp and her expression then curled into a dark smile as she put her lithe, sensual body on display for the audience.

She brought the microphone to her lips. "LAW!" She demanded attention! "Welcome your ACE!" She threw the hand that held the title skyward and allowed the lights to shine upon it!

This was the entrance the world had grown used to. Tonight's segment would be the ninth in her Midas Touch series. An eagerly awaited moment in which Rose Gold abused her power to target hand-picked victims. They didn't always turn out the way the champion planned, but they always spiked the ratings. Perhaps that was why management allowed them to continue. Nothing was more convincing then growth.

"Mmmn. I can tell by your applause that you are all ready to welcome tonight's guest, hm?" She mused into the microphone.

"Of all the women I've brought before you, none could be called cruel. Bright-eyed and hopeful, but never malicious. Tonight I have a special treat for you!" She clapped her hands once over the body of the microphone. Then, with a flourish she threw her index finger towards the ramp.

"You may have seen tonight's vic- Guest of Honor in a number of smaller wrestling promotions. Or in magazines and blue rays. In fact, she became quite well known in the Indies for teasing and humiliating her opponents... How cruel." She frowned.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please join me in welcoming Ange Ma'rine!" The hand that was extended towards the ramp snapped it's fingers, cueing the production to send her foe forward! To greet her and answer her call to action!

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Rose gold was a big name, while Ange herself was still known only secondly as a wrestler, and firstly as an influencer and a model, the little redheaded sadist was in a sense lucky just to get this exposure with how little experience she had in the wrestling world.

The model was ecstatic to make an appearance tonight along one of the top faces in the league, it really played into her ego and power fantasies to be handed this opportunity after limited LAW exposure. Ange knew what usually happened with the midas touch matches, so she knew that Rose gold was simply planning to pick on a vulnerable newbie, but the chance was too much to pass up on for her, plus any publicity was good publicity, and she would definitely regret not answering.

Ange's theme played as soon as Rose gold extended her hand, prompting the redhead to walk out onto the ramp with a large grin as she struck a sexy pose and made eye contact with the cameras, adjusting her pose a couple of times before beginning to walk down the ramp. The crowd reaction was a general buzz, a mix of recognition, curiosity and confusion other than the gravure model's dedicated fanbase that was a loud and vocal minority.

There was also some cheers and whistles at Ange's choice of attire, as her outfit was exposing, gothic themed with black and red and oddly extravagant and expensive looking for what was partially just a skimpy attire. Usually Ange's foes would look dressed down by comparison, but Rose shared a similar vibe, albeit far more professional looking despite the gothic sex appeal.

Ange made entered the ring, already equip with a mic she had brought from backstage. " Thank you very much! How generous of you, miss Rose Gold to welcome myself to the ring, it's such an honour to have caught your attention senpai. " Ange said, offering a polite bow, not wanting to seem boorish in her first large scale LAW appearance.

" Your style of wrestling has actually been a large inspiration to me miss Gold. " Ange said, definitely pandering, although it certainly wasn't untrue, any sadist in the league could probably admit a level of envy or jealously towards Rose. Ange had the desire to be in the position Rose was, but also knew it was far far too early for a rookie like herself to reveal such inner desires. Ange knew she was below Rose Gold, and for now just getting this exposure was well worth whatever humiliation Rose thought she could inflict upon the gothic redhead.

Ange

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The self-proclaimed Ace of LAW watched as Ange made her way to the ring. The little social media clout chaser had good style, she had to at least award her that. Her make-up was impeccable and her red hair was perfectly styled. Her slender body was adorned with proactively skimpy attire that accentuated her nubile and alluring figure. All of this amounted to Rose Gold licking her lips. She would be a feast for more than the eyes...

Rose Gold, like any good host, allowed Ange the stage... For a moment. She allowed the girl to pander. If there was anything Rose Gold had time for, it was heroine worship. When Ange finished, Rose brought her own mic to her lips and spoke.

"Of course it has. I don't think there is a woman in the league who hasn't been inspired by me!" The unsubtle self-satisfaction was followed by a wry smirk. The crowd popped. Cheers and boos came in simultaneously. In the world of Pro Wrestling they were equal currency. Just like in the world of Social Media. Opinions were meaningless, but engagement was king.

"That said." She circled around Ange, admiring her from all angles. "It is pleasant to be acknowledged. And to be called Senpai? My. You must be eager to learn..." Another lick of her lips followed. Her body reacted to her lewd internal thoughts. Her nipples hardened against her barely there attire. Something wicked this way comes...

"If you're such a fan, then you already know the rules, don't you? I am willing to put my belt on the line, and to share my shine with you, an undeserving and unknown girl. In exchange, you must sacrifice your pride!" The audience popped again. They were moving fast, these two. But then... Unlike so many, Ange had come out knowing exactly what she was in for. And what she wanted.

"Tell me sweet girl." She bit her lip as she took in the curve of her ass. Before finally coming around to face her again. "What are -you- willing to risk?"

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Ange was knowledgable to the sort of opportunity she was partaking in, but was able to keep her cool, due to a bit of misplaced confidence. The rookie listened as Rose responded, indulging in the compliments Ange had given her.

Ange shifted slightly on the spot, turning her head to watch Rose Gold as she walked around her, circling like a shark and eye balling a prize that she seemed certain she had already won. " Yes... very eager miss gold. " the redhead responded, before trying to interject again.

" Wouldn't it bring you pride to leave your skills behind, to a promising young upstart. " Ange said, slyly trying to push an agenda by tagging it on between Rose gold's speech.

As Rose repeated the rules, Ange smiled, a forced smile that covered anxiety at being reminded of the cost. " Well... I'm sure you can see what I'm willing to risk. You've been pretty watchful over it... " Ange said, brushing her hands along her hips to accentuate her figure.

" I'm risking my pride, which is an awfully lot more valuable than your precious conquests right? I'm already a large public figure... this is an opportunity for you too. I'd have access to top of the league training soon, so wouldn't it be nice to play with me while I'm still fresh and helpless. " Ange said, blushing as she worked this angle, playing into how easy and fun a match this could be for Rose.

It was frustrating to belittle herself like this, trying so desperately to allure the champion. Though luckily she had gotten to the point where she could big herself up having pandered and tempted Rose already.

" I'm built different from the rest of your past victims, I'm am ambitious woman with so much success elsewhere. So I'm paying a hefty price by throwing myself in the deep end so to speak. " Ange said, spurring herself on further as she greatly enjoyed the spotlight.

" I would be willing to raise the bet too. How about you champion? I'd benefit greatly from your tutelage, so I'd love to gain that and the title if I win. In return, if I lose... you can keep me for the night, for whatever your body longs for. " Ange finished her proposal, her greed taking hold as she tried to gain even more from Rose!

Perhaps it was self destructive to offer such an arrangement when her chances were so slim, but Ange revelled in the opportunity to display her hunger for better herself in the sport. It was good publicity, and so too would be the match, and then even a night as Rose gold's prisoner would be a good chance to get further acquainted with someone she wishes to learn from.

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"Ha!" She laughed once, abruptly. An indignant sound that bled into a few more. "Ha ha!" She couldn't help but find amusement in Ange's presumptuous words. She thought to carry herself as an equal. As a peer. When to Rose Gold she was little more than an ant.

"How brave of you. So you'll allow me to do anything with that body of yours. For a shot at my belt? Gambling your whole self on the capricious fallacy of 'the puncher's chance'?" She stepped into Ange then. Ensuring that their hips met and their breasts kissed. She radiated as much warmth as she did menace.

Their foreheads touched and Rose Gold's luminescent eyes burned into Ange's. They glowed like molten gold. A ring of radiance around a pool of oily black obsidian. The tips of their noses touched and her lips were so close that Ange would feel her breath as it chilled her lip gloss.

"I'll accept and do you one better, kou-hai-chan. How would you like the world to see you lose? With your eyes closed? Or crossed?"

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Ange's confident smile twitched as Rose Gold laughed, and faltered more as she broke out into hilarity. The redhead's expression subtly shifted in anger, this cocky bitch didn't buy a single word she was selling. Ange was a big deal! She wouldn't let anyone belittle her, she was already a star elsewhere and would be a supernova in the making within the wrestling world.

As Rose gold stepped up Ange didn't back down, though her eyes did glance at and away from her black clad form as Rose pressed against her every so slightly in their closeness.

As the champion spoke, her confident aura enveloped Ange's unfounded confidence, compelling her into silence as she listened, eyes blinking as she looked over that black eyeshadow and lipstick.

That face got closer, bringing the slightest blush to Ange's cheeks. With a light brush of their noses distracting Ange, and the feeling of the champion's breath on her lips, the model understood that she was playing chicken with a shark. Those last few words of Gold's made Ange tremble slightly, and the edge of her lip twitched as Rose sensually gave her an ultimatum that carried the threat or promise of being her prey.

" Very intimidating... Don't get ahead of yourself though... " Ange said, blowing hot air against Rose gold's lips, and then giving her a quick teasing peck on the lips. " You need to win first, if you want a piece. "

" And you may call it the punchers chance...but the opportunity to bully the biggest sexist bully. Well, I can't pass on that can I? " Ange said. The model was naturally very confident of herself in all fields, but when it came to wrestling... she was practically a trainee still.

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The tension between the two women was palpable as their lithe figures pressed against one another. Neither wanted to give the other an inch. Their warmth mingled with an intimacy unbefitting of rivals. And either woman was close enough to breathe in the other's scent.

The referee stood by, ready to start the match. She was just as compelled by the staredown. Frozen with anticipation.

Rose felt the brush of Ange's breath as it rolled across her lips. Tickling her mouth in a way that made her want more. But when Ange pressed forward and touched her, she snapped! Lightning fast, like a mouse trap, her right hand lashed out and whipped across Ange's cheek in a stinging slap!

Rose Gold's confident smirk melted into a snarl. "You have to -earn- my lips, little girl!"

And with that, she turned her back and strode away confidently. She waited in her neutral corner as if her composure hadn't broken at all. But she was quietly seething. The first point had gone to Ange.

*Ding Ding Ding*

The match was on!

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Ange's heart was racing as she pressed into Rose, both women playing a game of teasing with the other, the champion's expensive perfume teased her nostrils, as her lip trembled from the closeness of the champ's face to hers, every millisecond the sexual tension whirled and kicked up a storm in Ange's chest.

The first move was made by Ange, as she took her foe's lips, feeling their softness for only an instant before that hand struck her across the cheek, hard enough to make her face turn to the side. Ange grinded her teeth, she wanted to punish that slap, she turned around with a glare that betrayed her calm and composed act, though Rose Gold had deemed their pleasantries over, spinning round and walking to her corner before Ange could respond.

" Little girl... " Ange muttered, glaring at Rose as she went back to her corner.

" Fucking conceited bitch. " the model muttered quietly again, before backing up to her own corner to wait out the bell. Then at last the match officially started, the bell was struck and Ange stepped out of her corner, alert and on edge. The redhead's lip still stinged, as did her cheek.

" So, are you big and scary enough to go for that slap again? " Ange taunted, hoping to provoke Rose Gold while pacing around the ring, trying to keep her distance from the middle of the ring and her notoriously predatory opponent. If Ange was to act, she would like it to be upon a promising opportunity, and she didn't mind stalling.

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Rose Gold's palm felt hot. Pins and needles ran up her fingers all the way to their tips. She'd gotten all of Ange's cheek with her slap and the look it left on the other woman's face made her heart skip a beat. That anger wasn't dissimilar from what she'd felt when Ange thought it pertinent to steal a kiss from her lips.

"Mmmn. Please, keep that same energy throughout our match little girl. It'll make breaking you all the more satisfying!" She spoke to Ange with her back turned. A hand waving flippantly over her shoulder. She'd planted a seed of unfocused anger in Ange's heart and she would see to it that it was nourished throughout the match. Composure, she decided, would be her target for this bout.

When the bell rang Rose emerged from her corner, much like Ange did. Their demeanor contrasted greatly, however. Ange paced. Maintaining a distance with the nervous aura of a gazelle at the watering hole. She was smarter than Rose had given her credit. Rose Gold, for her part, took a low stance with her hands out in the center of the ring. She stayed steady. Observing her enemies' movements.

"Come a little closer. I promise you'll get more than a slap. I intend to have my hands all over you, little girl. And by the end of this bout, you'll be begging for the privilege to kiss the same hand that made you scream!" She took a step forward in concert with her words. She lifted her gloved right hand and offered Ange a view of fluttering fingers.

She would continue to move towards Ange. Intentioned movements that were cutting off the ring. If Ange intended to keep her distance, she would find herself slowly running out of space. Being cornered. And the moment they were in range, Rose acquiesced to her request! Lashing out with another stinging slap. Disdainful. Disrespectful. But whip-quick, like the hook of a boxer!

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Ange was struggling to play nice as Rose belittled her with every word, as disrespectful as if she were fighting a complete amateur. " you'd best remember to only make claims you can keep, miss rose. " Ange responded, with a small chuckle afterwards.

Ange stayed away as much as she could, but Rose Gold was quick to start talking again, almost making the redhead blush with her lewd and intimidating promises, threatening with both pain and pleasure. The redhead did her best to stay focused though, if she wanted to talk shit she had to feel secure in her position first.

The rookie played it a little bit too safe, very nearly corner herself before reluctantly deciding to stand her ground and then inch forward, forcing an exchange. Ange didn't realise the range Rose Gold had though, as she stepped forward and was swiftly struck by her hand, a singing sensation spreading to one half of her face as Ange was whipped by the sexy champion.

Ange's ear was ringing, and she stumbled to the side slightly, before taking a step back towards the corner. Ange had been slapped twice in the same cheek, and it left her feeling loopy, and more importantly vulnerable as she struggled to manage the pain of that slap.