Truth or Dare? A humiliation night!

[MR. Q]

Match Rules

Truth or Dare Livestream Match
Falls count anywhere
No scoring instead in every fall, the loser has to roll randomly for a truth or dare.
The match only ends until someone taps out from a truth or dare.

"I'm telling you, this has to be somewhere around here..." Freja mutters under her breath, squinting at the crumpled piece of paper in her hand. The directions were written in shaky handwriting by someone who clearly wasn't used to putting pen to paper.

She turns to Ivan with a sigh, her long blonde hair whipping in the cool evening breeze. "Are you sure we're going the right way? I feel like we've been walking for hours!"

Ivan shrugs noncommittally, his hands stuffed deep into the pockets of his leather jacket. "Beats me, princess. All I know is that if we don't get you to that ring soon, my boss is gonna have my hide."

Freja pouts, stomping her foot childishly. "Ugh, fine! Let's just keep going then." She sets off down the dimly lit street once more, her short skirt swishing around her thighs with each step. Every so often, she glances back over her shoulder to make sure Ivan is still following. Not that she trusts him not to ditch her given half the chance...

She's still mad at him fort taking her first time in her LAW tryouts.

Now where is that damn house!

Right behind, Ivan stifles a laugh as the little idol slowly turn ballistic from the lack of progress. Maybe it's his fault for writing the directions in a rushed manner via threats of paycheck cuts, problem is he can read somewhat but writing? Being uneducated is truly a handicap. Thankfully a certain someone is helping him with that.

At least he can enjoy the show of Freja losing her mind in the streets. If someone asks, he'll just pretend she's his mentally disabled sister.

"Your thinking something rude aren't you?"

Busted.

[oWND]

"I know it I know it chat, they will be here at any moment, I'M HYPED TOO YOU KNOW?? YOU ARE NOT THE OTHER ONES WAITING!!!"

Alisa was talking with her chat waiting for her opponent, it was her debut in this company and even if she knew she can stream all the fights it was a surprise LAW gave her permission to have her first match in her own house.

"The wait will be worth it chat, I showed to you all the cameras ready for this match, we can end up fighting on any place so it will be really hot to see me beating a cute girl, you know it lads... Hehe. In I didn't show my attire for today yet." Said the streamer faking the movement of breaking her t-shirt.

"With that said, where the fuck are this people..."

Alisa moved her gaming chair to the left were the window was and then smiled.

"CHAT BE READY WITH THE DONATIONS, THIS WILL START REALLY SOON."

After that the first donation made the girl turn at the screen with a pouting face.

"I'M NOT A JOBBER, YOU'LL SEE IT~~"

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Freja stops dead in her tracks, her eyes widening as she takes in the scene before her. There, at the end of the street, stands a nondescript house that matches the description of the address.

Her heart leaps into her throat with a mixture of excitement and dread. The thought of stepping into that spotlight, especially the internet, makes her stomach churn with nausea.

She turns to Ivan, her bottom lip trembling slightly. "I... I don't think I can do this," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own ragged breathing. "What if I mess up? What if I get hurt? I'm not like those other girls, I'm not a fighter!" She panics.

Ivan rolls his eyes, grabbing her by the arm and dragging her towards the entrance. "Too late for cold feet now, princess. You signed a contract, remember?" His grip tightens painfully as he knocks the door loudly.

He then noticed someone on the window.

"HEY! WHAT'S YOUR NAME!" He shouted. Freja facepalms with her free hand from second hand embarrassment. She always forgets that this guy is for the streets sometimes.

[oWND]

Someone called her through the window but this time the excitement won the war and Alisa quickly ran to the door don't wanting her beloved chat to wait any more second.

All of her house were full of cameras and the chat will saw all since the first step her opponent made in the house but probably their didn't know it.

When the streamer opened the door at first her eyes went to a big boy, her first thought was to quickly close to the door and run but...

A beautiful and gorgeous blonde was there, she was perfect beautiful and with an amazing body, the streamer jumped at her hugging the idol living her best life.

"OMG YOU'RE SO CUTE, PLEASE CAME INSIDE IT'S COLD HERE LET'S GO TO MY ROOM WE NEED TO START IT AS SOON AS POSSIBLE, NOW I'M TO EXCITED!!!"

Practically pushing the blonde inside the house Alisa ignored, because of fear, the big man close to the blonde but knowing it can seem rude she quickly extended her hand offering a handshake. "Haiiiii!! I'm Alisa come inside too!!"

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Freja nods gratefully at Ivan as he steps aside, allowing her to enter Alisa's home unimpeded. The idol takes a deep breath to steady her nerves, plastering on a bright smile for her hostess.

"Thanks for having me over, Alisa! I'm really excited to wrestle you," she gushes, her voice dripping with false enthusiasm. Inside, her stomach is doing somersaults at the thought of what's to come.

As Alisa practically drags her down the hall, Freja can't help but marvel at the sheer number of cameras pointed in their direction. It's like nothing she's ever experienced before - and that includes her brief stint as an idol.

It's just that the internet is cruel. She prefers live performances than this.

"Wow, um, do you really need all these cameras for just one match?" she asks innocently, gesturing to the equipment. "Not that I mind, of course! I love being in front of the camera~" She adds hastily, not wanting to offend her new acquittance.

"So, uh, should we get changed and stuff?"

[oWND]

"This cameras are always here, I'm a streamer after all having all of this make the things easier when I want to stream from different zones of the house, just don't mind about them!! Actually today you're the protagonist so maybe you should mind about them hehe~~"

Alisa keep the joking voice until the last question awake her sense, they were here to wrestle not to talk.

"Oh yeah sorry, please feel free to do it where you want. I'll turn of the camera of the room you choose as a welcome present!! But just this time~"

After saying that Alisa quickly ran to her room on the first floor but turned halfway.

"I'm going to change too, you want to start the fight here or in my room?? We can fight whenever we want, we should tell to my viewers how this match goes once again when we had our fighting attires, I'm sure a lot of them are still confused!!"

After the last cheerful words Alisa closed the room and turned off the cameras of her room, after taking a long breath she started changing her clothes, it was her moment.

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Freja follows suit and heads to the bathroom, closing the door firmly behind her. With shaking hands, she begins to undress, peeling off her top layer of clothes to reveal the skimpy white lace underwear beneath.

Freja Lingerie

She catches her reflection in the mirror and has to stifle a groan. This isn't exactly the kind of wrestling gear she had in mind, but beggars can't be choosers. At least it's better than nothing.

Taking a deep breath to steel her nerves, Freja steps back out into the hallway. She finds Alisa already waiting in her own attire.

"Um, hi again," Freja says weakly, crossing her arms over her chest self-consciously. "So, uh, where did you want to start this thing?"

She can feel the heat of Alisa's gaze on her body, and it's making her blush furiously. This is definitely not what she signed up for when she agreed to this match...

Meanwhile, Ivan blankly sits on the pavement.

Did they forgot about him?

[oWND]

When her opponent finally appeared again Alisa couldn't hide her surprised face, the blonde's body was even more gorgeous now, showing absolutely everything to her and the viewers at the point the steamer was so close to ask what was the point to hide herself while changing clothes, but quickly forgetting about it she said something else.

"I'll be honest the way you're talking I'm starting to be sure I'm more scared about the match than you, you seem to have more experience to so you can pick where we start, you heard it chat???? I'll need your help and subscriptions please~~" Said Alisa with her chest really close to one of the cameras.

After she ended the little show Alisa talked again but this time her target wasn't Freja but the other person in the room. "Can you be hour referee??? Counting your own pins is fun but it's always better to have other person doing it~~"

Spoiler

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Ivan looks up from his position e with a raised eyebrow. "Me? Be the ref?" He scoffs, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "And why the hell would I want to do that?"

As if he hadn't been in a ref in more than one match in LaW already.

"Fine, whatever. I guess I can count some pins," he relents with a dramatic sigh, hauling himself to his feet. "But don't expect me to be gentle about it. I don't play favorites."

Freja's eyes widen with panic as she sees Alisa eagerly agree to Ivan acting as the referee. She wants to scream a warning, to tell the streamer to reconsider, but the words stick in her throat. She doesn't want to come across as a killjoy, and besides, she's not sure if Alisa would believe her anyway.

"Wait, um, Alisa? Are you sure about this?" Freja asks hesitantly, her voice wavering slightly. "I mean, Ivan can be a bit..." The words won't come out of her mouth.

Understatement of the century. Freja has lost count of how many times she's seen Ivan get carried away during a match, having his way on the helpless participants. And now she might be next...

She shivers involuntarily, a chill running down her spine. This match is already shaping up to be far more dangerous and unpredictable than she ever could have imagined. Her loins involuntarily clenches upon the memory of her first time.

[oWND]

"You prefer to count the Pina by yourself Freja-chan~? I'm fine with it too but with him here it was an option to don't have the poor guy just waiting in a corner."

While the girls were talking the sound of a donation in the stream remembered to the streamer where they were. "Whatever the chat is waiting, let's start this blonde cutie, you talked really confident so I'll follow you wherever you want to start, lost show to them beautiful things!! But as the last thing... You know how this match works Freja?"

Alisa said while hugging her opponent one last time before the match.