With a huge grin plastered across her face, Brynhildr twirls around in front of the mirror wearing her skimpy wrestling costume - blue bikini with small top and a barely-there thong. Her perky breasts strain against the thin material, nipples visibly poking through.
"Ivan! Ohhh Ivan!" she squeals loudly, throwing her arms up in the air. "Tonight is finally the night! I get to show off my skills and my body for you, my beloved! I know you'll be in the crowd watching me, cheering for your devoted little slave!"
Brynhildr strikes a pose, arching her back to thrust out her chest. She imagines Ivan's hungry eyes roaming over every inch of exposed skin. A shiver runs down her spine and her core throbs with need.
"You're going to be so proud of me, Master! I'm going to put on the most spectacular hentai show ever, all for your pleasure! I'll make that bitch Renee submit over and over again while you watch me dominate her!"
Meanwhile, bound tightly to the chair, Ivan squirms impatiently, his muscles straining against the ropes that hold him in place. He grits his teeth in frustration, the thick gag muffling any cries for help. His piercing blue eyes lock onto Renee's, silently pleading for assistance as he shakes his head.
When he gets out of here, he'll punish those the girls that put him in this position later. For now, he has to survive Brynhildr's 'affections'.
