A Golden experience: Leto vs Golden Time

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LETO VS Golden Time
Handicap Match
Win by first Pinfall, Submission or KO

In the backrooms...

Leto wasn't too kin for today's match but it has its charm. Especially when said opponents have a dark history with one of her soldiers.

Speaking of soldiers.

"Ramirez!" She yelled.

Immediately, Ivan Ramirez stood in attention in his usual wrestling getup. The man himself is sweating, scared and deeply disturbed. He doesn't want to be here. He was just chilling in his room, trying to teach himself how to read English and more while his free of any matches of the night.

But nooooooo, his unofficial trainer/drill sergeant just have to drag him into her match with some asinine reason.

"Have you secured the asset?!" Speak of the devil.

"...Well about that..." Ivan lifted a finger to say that he have not in fact secured the asset but one look at Leto's glare more than enough to silence him.

Suddenly, the ceiling grates unhinged as a green blur drops down. It was Hermes with a box in tow.

"Specialist Hermes, Good work. Unlike some idiot here." Leto complimented the mute girl before glaring at the sheepish male.

Meanwhile, the mute girl simply smiled and offered the box. She had a lot of fun stealing this one. The amount of effort Argos did to hide this one was pretty excessive but with her as a dorm mate, it's understandable.

Hermes loves the challenge.

Opening the box, Leto grinned like a manic villain while Ivan peeked over and made a face.

"I'm not carrying that." He said in disgust.

Leto rolled her eyes before closing and throwing the box to him.

"Alright soldiers, let's go fuck some white girls." Leto laughed as she exits the backdoor.

Hermes waved her goodbye and smirked at Ivan reluctantly following the woman.

Tonight's gonna be rough.

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Lucy and Rebecca made their way down the corridor that led to the entrance of the ring drawing the eyes of every passer by. It was fairly common the two beauties would draw people gaze, but give the addition of tight latex the attention they were getting was even more pronounced.

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"It was about time we started looking like a proper team and got some matching outfits. At first glance you would have a hard time telling who was who." Rebecca played with her top a little making minor adjustments, but overall the slightly tacky material did a great job of keeping everything in place!

"As long as we look good that's really all that matters!" Lucy glance at Rebecca quickly taking in the view a little bit. "You look just about perfect I'd say!" Lucy would then give Rebecca's ass a solid smack sending the blonde's rear end jiggling! "Ah! Alright come let's focus! I want to start winning these matches more and get taken more seriously as a team!" Although Rebecca didn't dislike the contact she was determined for this fight.

The blonde duo had certainly been through it as a team getting dominated more often than not in their outings. Consistently in a humiliating fashion just as an added bonus. However, the pair was really just glad their opponent this time around was actually a woman making things at least a little more even in their minds. What's more, the woman was even in their same weight class!

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Making their appearance to the crowd once again, there was a loud pop through the arena even louder than normal! "Must be the outfits!" This was the thought that ran through the minds of both women as they began a brisk walk to the ring waving and giving high fives along the way. The pair would slide into the ring and hop on on opposite turnbuckle continuing their appreciation of the welcome they had just received!

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As Katarina Volkova stepped into the ring, the arena lights danced across her toned physique encased in her tactical camo bikini top and bottoms, the material clinging to her curves. A confident smirk spread across her lips as her piercing red eyes scanned the competitors already present.

Her long, white hair cascaded down her back in wild waves, framing her angular features. A black eyepatch obscured one eye, adding to her menacing aura. A peaked cap sat atop her head, matching her fingerless gloves. The camo halterneck top left her midriff bare, displaying her toned abs. The string bikini bottoms rode low on her hips, revealing the strap gap and the tops of her pert, round buttocks.

She leaned against the ropes, crossing one leg over the other, the thigh strap glinting. Her boots and gear added a touch of military flair to her ensemble. She took a long drag from her cigarette, exhaling the smoke languidly as she surveyed the competition.

Leto's gaze settled on Lucy and Rebecca, her smirk growing wider as she assessed their latex outfits. "Looks like the puppies came to play dress-up," she sneered, her voice dripping with disdain. She turned to Ivan, giving him a playful a taunting look. "Don't worry, Private. These won't take long."

Ivan rolled his eyes at Leto's snide comment, waving half-heartedly at Lucy and Rebecca as he stepped into the ringside, keeping the box safe. The memory of his previous match against them still lingered fresh in his mind - a brutal, dominant performance that left the duo spent and humiliated.

He couldn't help but smirk slightly at the thought, recalling how easily he'd taken them down and ravaged their bodies until they were nothing but weak, pleading messes. The rush of power and control was intoxicating, and Ivan knew he'd be eager to repeat that performance sometime.

As he glanced over at Lucy and Rebecca, Ivan's gaze lingered on their outfits, his eyes tracing the curves of their latex-clad forms appreciatively. It only served to make them more appealing, in his opinion.

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Watching Leto make her entrance, the two blondes simply continued stretching and preparing themselves for the coming match. Once Leto actually got to the ring they would start to make an in person assessment of their opponent for this match. However, it was Rebecca who would catch the first glimpse of the last person they wanted to see any time soon. Ivan!

Rebecca's heart sank as she quickly tapped Lucy to get her attention. "What the fuck is he doing here!" Rebecca couldn't really hide her panic. Of the two, Rebecca had certainly taken their loss to Ivan the hardest. To a degree, Rebecca suspected that Lucy may have actually enjoyed it!

It wasn't until Leto had actually entered the ring that the duo snapped out of their shock to glance at their actual opponent for this match. The tone that escaped from the woman's mouth certainly matched her look. However, the two were still more occupied with the man who had accompanied Leto to the ring rather than the woman herself.

Even as the man gave a tiny wave, only Lucy would return it in the same half hearted manner. Rebecca simply recoiled a little with a disgusted look on her face!

A simple nudge from Lucy wouldn't even move Rebecca from her state of shock, so the blonde would approach Leto on her own. "Lucy! The other one back there is Rebecca. Let's have a good fight!" Lucy would take a quick glance again at Ivan standing behind Leto.

"You bring your dogs with you everywhere?"

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Leto raised an eyebrow at Lucy's accusatory tone, the corner of her lips curling into a mocking smile. She took another drag from her cigarette, blowing the smoke off to the side as she assessed Lucy's reaction to Ivan's presence.

"You're surprised?" Leto asked, her Russian accent thick and disdainful. "He's just along for the ride. As his owner (Hey!), I have to keep my pets satisfied." She paused, looking Lucy up and down before turning her attention back to Ivan.

"Besides, what better way to make my good boy happy than to bring him in a match with the two bitches he already fucked?"

Leto exhaled slowly, letting the smoke trail up from her lips as she regarded Lucy with a calculating gaze. "Now, let's focus on the main event. Are you ready to get crushed, little girl?"

She flicked the cigarette aside, the ember glowing as it bounced across the mat. Leto stepped forward, closing the distance between them with confident strides. Her stance was imposing, legs spread wide in a subtle threat display. She looked down at Lucy, red eyes gleaming with anticipation.

"Think you can beat me?"

Meanwhile on the background, Ivan is crossing his hand to his throat, shaking his head 'no' to Lucy for her to not to antagonize the crazy sergeant.

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"Owner?" Lucy was certainly a little confused by the term, but given some of Ivan's antics in their previous match and others the blonde figured just about anything was possible with him. "By satisfied you mean terrorizing the LAW roster? So you're the catalyst for everything he does then eh?"

Lucy glanced at Ivan again briefly seeing the guy crossing his hand to his throat. Lucy though didn't take the gesture to mean much coming from him given their past history. Instead, she simply wanted to continue sizing up their opponent for this fight.

"Despite what Ivan did to us last time one thing is for sure...you're aren't Ivan by any stretch!" Lucy would look Leto up and down and sure, she was certainly imposing to a degree. However, she wasn't the first imposing female the pair had fought, and she certainly wasn't the most imposing they'd faced either!

"I think we'll give better than you think!" Lucy just continued gazing into Leto's eyes not wanting to back down first!

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Leto let out a harsh laugh, amused by Lucy's audacity. She stepped closer, looming over the blonde challenger as her gaze bored into hers.

"Oh, I'm shaking in my boots," Leto sneered, her voice dripping with disdain. "You think you can handle me? After seeing Ivan destroy you?"

She reached out, gripping Lucy's chin roughly and tilting her head back. Her red eyes seemed to burn into Lucy's, searching for signs of weakness.

"I'll give you a chance to prove your worth. Loser becomes my personal plaything, my prisoner of war," Leto proposed, a cruel grin spreading across her face. "Pick your wager."

Releasing Lucy's chin, Leto backed off, hands on her hips as she eyed the duo up and down once more. Her gaze lingered on Rebecca, noting the blonde's distress.

"I hope you're ready to support your friend, pet," Leto purred, her voice laced with sadistic intent. "Because I aim to break both of you."

Leto cracked her knuckles, ready to unleash her brutal tactics on Lucy and Rebecca.

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A roaring laugh was all Lucy got in response to her quip back at Leto and to be honest Lucy really couldn't argue with the response. Given the pair's track record just about anyone would take Lucy's attempts at intimidation as an empty threat!

"Let's be honest here. Ivan is a bit more impressive of a specimen than you when it comes to physical traits."

Lucy was a little taken aback after uttering her response at Leto grasping her chin, but Lucy quickly narrowed her eyes matching her opponents gaze not wanting to give an inch. Anyone that associated with Ivan in her mind was certainly not going to be any friend of hers!

"You're on!" Lucy took the challenge right on the head, much to Rebecca's distress as the blonde finally moved forward after hearing Lucy's response.

"Lucy wh....no don't agree to that!" Rebecca stepped forward grabbing onto Lucy's shoulder, but the other blonde had no intention of backing down!

Lucy would begin backing away with Rebecca still pleading her case that a POW agreement was a ridiculous endeavor but Lucy would hear none of it! "Come on Becca! It certainly won't help with an attitude like that!

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Leto's smile only widened as she watched the two blondes argue, relishing in the chaos her challenge had caused. She could see the fear in Rebecca's eyes, the way her body language screamed submission. It would be all too easy to break her.

But Lucy... there was a fire in those blue eyes, a defiance that Leto found intriguing. She wondered how long that spirit would last once she got her hands on them.

"Oh, I'm looking forward to this," Leto purred, her voice low and dangerous. "I hope you two are ready for a long, hard lesson."

She turned her attention to the referee, who had just entered the ring. "I'm ready when you are, Ref. Let's get this show on the road." The ref nods in agreement and signals the match to start.

As the bell rang, Leto wasted no time. She lunged forward, aiming a brutal knee strike at Lucy's midsection. Better aim for the most confident, break morale and see everything fall apart.

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The arguing going on between the two blondes certainly wasn't giving off a good look, but that wasn't Rebecca's primary concern. Whether Lucy couldn't see it or simply wouldn't Leto didn't give off wasted confidence. She was the type of woman who wore confidence with pride because she knew her own skills and was someone who seemed to relish in it.

As the two continued their back and forth, the ref would enter into ring and give a signal to start the match. Once the bell tolled, the blonde duo would finally split with Lucy turning around to face Leto.

Their opponent's reaction time to the start of the match though was beyond quick to say the least! By the time Lucy had turned around the woman was basically already on top of them. In a rare case of good reaction time, Lucy would slide to one side just missing the incoming knee. However, Lucy's good luck would turn into Rebecca's misfortune as Leto's knee would fine a secondary target of Rebecca's soft and unprepared stomach!

"ARGH!" The impact would force Rebecca backward into the corner while doubling the woman over. Lucy, a little stunned at having narrowly escaped that exact fate stood a little dumbstruck for several seconds. It wasn't until she had finally shook herself free of the trance that Lucy would try to jump onto Leto's back to try and start throwing punches into the woman's face!