Victory Conditions: Pinfall, submission or knockout, but only after forcing your opponent to orgasm.
***
It was good to be home.
LAW might have been centered in Japan, but in truth, it was an international company, with roots all over the globe. Deutschland was no exception to this, so when the company decided to take some of its wrestlers on an international tour that would be going through her home country, Sabine was quick to throw her name into the hat, and just like that, she found herself on a plane back home.
More or less. The show was in Munich, a four-hour drive from her home in Frankfurt, if you were lucky with traffic. Not exactly a stroll down the street, but close enough for her to feel the comforts of her homeland. As much as she loved Japan, it was an endlessly energetic city, and taking a break from its frenetic pace was more than appreciated.
Here, things were calmer, slower, and more orderly. It was a refreshing change of pace, and as she came out of the curtain for her match, that alone was enough to put a genuine smile on her face, as opposed to the usual sultry one.
Sabine was among her people. She was home.
She felt it as she came from the curtains for her match, with her thumping behind her, as the crowd cheered her appearance. She waved their way, and even deigned to slap the occasional hand on her way to the ring. While it wasn’t uncommon for her to receive the crowd’s admiration, typically that was for her antics in the ring, with a crowd that had come to see her lewd and lascivious antics between the ropes. These people, however, had come to see one of their own wrestle, and more than that, they had come to see her win.
It was a refreshing sensation, and she carried it with her into the ring. She took a moment to spin about at the center of the ring, making sure everyone in attendance had the best view of her body, then promptly sashayed her way to the corner. As her music died down, she leaned up against the pads and rested with her fingers folded behind her head and her eyes centered on the curtains. She didn’t know who she was up against tonight, and it hardly mattered. Whoever this person was, they were in for a grueling match.
Sabine, ready for action


