Behind Closed Doors

[BlackAkuma]

Alyssa studied her patient's face as she scanned the flier, noting the mounting interest. A curious sort, this one, eager to dip into new experiences. She couldn't have asked for better.

She couldn't read Natasha’s mind, but depending on her fluency with the language, she would’ve read that this was a mixed wrestling event, a private event built around intimate grappling. For a modest entry fee, interested parties from all over Japan could attend and tangle with firm, sensual women or even other men. Anything went, nothing was off the table, all in good fun. The

”It’s a party hosted by Empress Black, a new figure in the Japanese scene. Trying to get her footing, it seems.” She kept the flier out and slid it over towards Natasha for her to keep. ”Session wrestling is an American phenomenon that’s been growing in Japan since LAW gained popularity. Men - sometimes women, but primarily men - meet with female wrestlers in various places and pay to wrestle them for a set amount of time. Sometimes competitively, other times sensually, or perhaps simply to act out a certain fantastical scenario - anything applies. It’s an excellent way to explore fetishes in a safe environment, at least when everything goes according to plan.”

She tapped the flier and drew her finger down the middle, stopping by the image of two women in shadow, vying for domination, their two bodies pressed together in a desperate struggle. ”Perhaps something you might be interested in? Not too unlike the underground fights you’re accustomed to, and a good chance to meet like minded people.”

[lyannapelon]

Natasha had understood the basics of what the flier had been describing but her knowledge of Hiragana, Katakana, and Kanji was too rudimentary to get the full picture, though she was still intrigued by even that basic image of what this event was. Thankfully Alyssa went right into a more detailed explanation of what the flier spoke of, conjuring up quite the incredible scene for Natasha whose smile only seemed to grow brighter the more she learned of this party. Although Natasha got the distinct impression as she glanced between the flier and the doctor as she spoke that not all of those details had been listed in the graphics heavy advertisement.

The silhouette of the two women locked together in a full body embrace drew Natasha to lean in a little closer, her hand soon hovering over it before she started tracing out those women's outline with her index finger. "Been to the states before but never for very long, always on a trip related to the family business or as part of a larger family outing. I know I've never had the good fortune to find myself at one of these...session wrestling events as you called them." She spoke the term with an air of unfamiliarity while lifting the flier up near her face, getting in one last look before she rolled it up into a tight tube and slipped it into a small pocket on the inside flap of her half coat.

It would be brief but Alyssa would see that under the coat Natasha wore a tightly fitted tube top, though Natasha wasn't trying to show off so the view was gone as quickly as it had appeared. "And you are right about the similarities, theres certainly no shortage of establishments in Paris that cater to this very crowd, I should know seeing as I do believe I fought at most of them." Her eyes would close for just a second or two as memories of those nights came flooding back to her, though sadly her smile would fade a little afterward. "Most if not all of them were shut down once word spread enough sadly, though there always did seem to be another popping up just as quickly as they closed. Sometimes I wonder if that was just part of their business plan..." Natasha could only shrug at this before getting herself back on track.

"As lively as LAW's sexual division is it would be rather nice to attend a more...private event. I do love the added thrill having a lively crowd adds to any match, but there will always be something inherently enticing about quieter and more intimate events like this. Plus this Empress Black sounds like quite the interesting figure, I wonder if I'd have the chance to meet her? Either way the answer isn't just yes Alyssa, its an emphatic yes! Though I have to ask how this ties into our session, seeing as you had the flier on hand you must have thought it would prove useful. Or maybe you attend these events?" She put the question to the doctor with an almost mischievous glint in her eyes, though the curiosity was genuine.

[BlackAkuma]

\\\”Some of my countrymen would say any time in the States is too long. Some.” She had a small, humming laugh at the memory, thinking of her brief time there. It was neither here nor there, not the least important at the moment, but she couldn't help but reminisce. ”I found it pleasant enough, if a tad dry for my tastes. And just like in France, they tend to frown on such events, and it’s not uncommon for them to be shut down before they can truly get going.”

She spoke from experience, naturally, and she didn’t bother hiding the ruefulness in her voice. It was more than annoying that her own country was one of the worst places for things like this, with some of the things that would occur at such an event being strictly illegal. Sex workers still had so far to go.

”But Japan is different, in no small part, thanks to LAW itself. More open-minded. More welcoming. I think you’ll find such an event quite edifying, Ms. Loclear, and I’m willing to wager that the Empress will enjoy your company.”


She didn’t say anything in response to Natasha’s pointed questions about her involvement, but that wasn’t the same as not answering. Alyssa stroked her chin, contemplating for a moment, before letting her hand glide across the desk, reaching out to Natasha’s thigh for a light touch. Idly running her fingers along the skin, savoring the sensation of that soft, silky on her fingertips

”How about we meet again after you’ve attended, hm? I’m eager to hear your experiences. In great detail.”

[lyannapelon]

While Natasha hadn't known what to expect from doctor Crowley when she was given her name by LAW staff, Alyssa had turned out to be far from even her wildest guesses. "Sounds as if we both had to deal with intolerance back home when it comes to our shared interest." She didn't say it outright but Natasha felt it was safe to assume Alyssa enjoyed the same brand of erotic wrestling as she did given the flier and her taking up the LAW job.

She locked eyes with Alyssa, a knowing grin upon her lips even before she felt the soft touch of the doctor's fingers upon what little exposed skin her current outfit had. Once she had Natasha cast her gaze down to the hand running up her thigh, her own hand reaching down to further pull aside her skirt to give Alyssa further to go. "I've felt at home here all things considered, the open attitude towards what we enjoy a big part of why." Her voice would trail off as her fingers brushed over top of Alyssa's hand, tracing a tiny fleur de lis upon it before she looked back up.

"You can be sure I will be attending their next event and if this Empress is even half as interesting as the one I've now imagined then I'm sure we will get along quite well." With that said Natasha slid off the desk and onto her feet, the blunette stepping around behind the chair before crossing her arms and turning to lean upon the chair's back. Coincidentally the curve of her bust was made all the more apparent with her arms pushing up against them. "Oh should I give your name when I get there? Not sure how if its an invite only kind of place or not. Or is it best to just go unannounced?"

[BlackAkuma]

Alyssa was aware - painfully aware - that what she was doing right now could’ve drawn no small amount of scorn from her colleagues. Therapists had lost their licenses for less than this. Lost their jobs. Gone to prison. While she wasn’t wholly familiar with Japan’s laws and history on the subject as of yet, she was willing to wager they weren’t dissimilar from what she would be under in the UK.

But that was the beauty of LAW. It changed things and made for unique situations, and she felt that this was the proper approach, taking all of that into account. Judging by the results, she doubted anyone could call it ineffective.

She enjoyed the touch and would say that Natasha felt much the same if there was anything to tell from how she gave away even more access to her delectable thigh. The little flourish on her hand was not easily missed, and it forced a soft purr from Alyssa’s blackened lips.

Alyssa enjoyed the sight of Natasha’s considerable chest, proudly displayed, for a few more moments before she answered. ”It is an invitation-only event, though you needn’t worry about that. Your arrival will be expected and your entrance fee paid - not that such a thing would’ve been an obstacle, but consider it a welcoming gesture.” She didn’t elaborate on just how she could accomplish such a thing, but felt there was little need to. ”Any other questions?”

[lyannapelon]

Nowhere else would Natasha have even considered the idea that her therapist would even dream of flirting with her, nor did she think the rules for this sort of thing were that different in Japan than anywhere else in the world. Unbeknownst to her Natasha was having the exact same thought as Alyssa for this was indeed the beauty of LAW. The doctor was beautiful in a way none of the women she had faced off with were, she possessed a maturity and confidence that could only come with a little bit of age, and considering her matronly figure was what most women dreamed of Natasha was quite open to the advances.

With the way Alyssa was admiring her chest Natasha figured she had made her thoughts obvious enough. "Paying my way in as well? What a generous doctor I have found." She chuckled and when asked for further questions she simply shook her head. "No I believe I know what I need to. The only other question on my mind is exactly what sort of rules and stipulations come with these bouts. Is that even the right word? Perhaps contests is the better term, either way I'd rather find out all of that after I arrive. Will be more fun that way. If you're going as well be sure to look for me at the next event, I'll be wearing something flashy, but I'll also bring some change of clothes for whatever the contests ask for."

Natasha then stepped out from behind the chair and placed both hands on the desk, leaning quite far over it while smiling at Alyssa. "Is there anything else you'd like to hear from me?"