The Price of Deception

[Weonna]

“N-NGHHH!”

Rianne's body jolted from the sudden squeeze, her face scrunching up in discomfort. However, the moment Helen called her babe, a noticeable blush crept across the Brit's cheeks.

“B-Babe?! Oi! Who the fuck d'ya think you're callin' babe?!”

Her embarrassment quickly turned into outright hostility, though another squeeze forced a pained yelp from her lips.

“AAAGH! Fuuu---!”

Rianne gritted her teeth, glaring over her shoulder at Helen while desperately tugging at her arms.

“Rematch?! You've got some nerve! I already beat ya fair an' square, ya delusional nutter!”

She huffed indignantly, still struggling in Helen's grasp.

“And what makes ya think I'm gonna agree to anythin' you say, eh?! Especially while you're squeezin' the life outta me, ya psycho!”

[ScylliasExoter]

”Awwww, you’re cute when you’re mad. Hold on, I need to show you something.”
Helen quickly transitioned from the reverse bearhug to a sleeper. She held Rianne and pulsed her biceps to make the Brit more submissive.

Helen then took the arm behind Rianne’s head and, while maintaining the headlock, pulled out her phone. She unlocked it and showed Rianne a video.
”Your girl Python filmed her locker room attack on me. She bragged about everything too. Timestamped and all.” She let Rianne watch.
“It wasn’t hard to get that video. She is a mercenary after all.”

[Weonna]

Rianne winced as Helen transitioned into another sleeper hold, her hands instinctively grabbing at the Spartan's arm. However, her struggling quickly ceased when Helen shoved her phone into view.

Her eyes widened.

“W-Wait... what the...?”

Rianne stared at the footage, watching the incriminating evidence unfold before her very eyes. Her face gradually turned pale.

That backstabbin' little snake! Python, ya bloody slag... You're SO fired!

“...Oh, bollocks.”

For once, the usually arrogant Sexy Diva was completely speechless. She swallowed nervously, her cheeks burning with embarrassment as she realized just how badly she'd been caught.

“L-Look, Helen, love...”

Her voice suddenly softened, losing much of its usual venom. Rather than fighting the sleeper, Rianne remained unusually compliant in Helen's grasp.

“C'mon, darling... we don't need to make a big fuss about this, yeah?”

She glanced nervously between Helen and the phone.

“Just... don't post that video, alright? Please?”

Rianne bit her lower lip, reluctantly swallowing her pride.

“I'm askin' nicely here...”

[ScylliasExoter]

Helen locked her phone and put it down, returning to the sleeper.
”OMG! Is this the first time ever we are in agreement?! Relax, I’m no rat and I’d rather we resolve our differences woman-to-woman. It’s a simple solution. You and me. Fight the Law. Last Woman Standing. Admit it, you want it too.”
She loosened her grip but still kept Rianne ensnared in case she tried anything.

[Weonna]

Rianne remained unusually quiet as Helen explained her proposal, her hands still resting nervously against the Spartan's arm.

Fight the LAW... Last Woman Standing?

Her mind briefly wandered back to their previous encounter at a LAW PPV, where Helen had defeated her. The memory still stung, and ironically, this could be the perfect opportunity to get her revenge.

But right now, Rianne wasn't exactly in a position to act tough.

“Ugh... bloody hell...”

She swallowed nervously, glancing over her shoulder at Helen with a faint blush still lingering on her cheeks.

“Alright, alright! Ya win, you insufferable little tart!”

Rianne quickly softened her tone, remembering just how easily Helen could tighten that sleeper again.

“I-I mean... fine, love. Fight the LAW. Last Woman Standing. You've got yer match, alright?”

She gave Helen's arm a gentle, almost pleading tug.

“Now... c'mon, love. I've agreed to everythin', haven't I?”

Her usual arrogance was nowhere to be found as she looked up at her rival with an unusually timid expression.

“P-Please, Helen... just let me go already. I promise I won't try anythin'...”

[ScylliasExoter]

”Okay, dear. Since you were so reasonable. One more for the road.”
Helen pulled out her phone and snapped a selfie of Rianne in the headlock and being her teddy bear while she was at it.
She then let Rianne go and shoved her away. Helen started to leave.