Teen Summer sits in the locker room area, waiting to be told who she would be facing in her first defense of her newly won Rising Angels Championship.
“Summer?” I say, coming up and sitting next to her. “Summer, I have the perfect opponent for you to face for your first Rising Angels title defense.”
“Who is that?” She asks, looking skeptical.
“It’s a new girl, she wants to be known as Mistress Sasha. And she wants to be your first challenger. Do you accept?” I ask.
“Sure, I accept, I’ll show this rookie a thing or two.” Summer says, getting up and walking away.
Later on that day, Summer is working out in the training center when she hears a woman with a French accent talking.
“…yes, I’ll be wrestling some girl named Summer, apparently she’s a champion. Sounds like she should be fun to conquer.”
After hearing that, Summer stops what she’s doing and approaches the woman.
“Hi, I’m Summer, the Rising Angels champion, and your opponent tonight.” Summer says, extending her hand to shake hers.
“You’re Summer? You look like a little girl! No worries, tonight you will learn to obey your Mistress!” Sasha says, placing a kiss on Summer’s cheek, leaving a lipstick kiss mark.
Clearly upset, Summer tackles Sasha from behind and the two begin brawling right there in the weight room.
I come rushing into the room once the fight is broken up.
“You two want to tear each other apart? Fine, you’re on...next. Sasha, as the challenger, you enter first, get to the ring...NOW!” I order.
Sasha has no choice, she enters first, wearing a black and pink bra with matching thong panties.
Once in the ring, Sasha grabs the microphone.
“Little girl, Summer. She attacked me in the backstage area. She’s afraid of a real woman like me. She wishes she had a body like mine, she wishes she had tits like mine. You’ll never have a body like mine, Summer. Now, be a good girl and obey your Mistress.” Sasha says, handing the microphone back to Karen Rogers.
Summer enters next, power walking to the ring, wearing a lime green bra and matching panties. She doesn’t even wait for the introductions, she just attacks Sasha.
Both women begin rolling around on the canvas, with Summer gaining the upper hand, choking Sasha.
Somehow, Sasha is able to push Summer off of her, but, Summer once again tackles Sasha down to the mat. Summer then begins ramming her knee into Sasha’s crotch. Making her scream out in pain.
After a minute of this, Sasha pokes Summer in the eyes, blinding her.
Sasha now begins kicking Summer hard in the crotch.
Summer tries to poke Sasha in the eyes, but, Sasha blocks it.
Sasha pick Summer up and shoves her into the corner and now begins punching Summer over and over again in the stomach, bruising her abs.
Summer is eventually able to shove her off, and knocking Sasha down to the mat with a stiff clothesline.
Summer quickly gets back on top and again starts choking Sasha, Bouncing her head off the canvas.
The referee has to physically pull Summer off of Sasha.
This is enough of a distraction to allow Sasha to reach in her bra for a white powder, and she throws it in Summer’s eyes, blinding her.
Sasha then places a kiss on Summer’s lips followed by the uppercut low blow.
And Sasha is able to pin Summer for the count of three.
Your winner and new Rising Angels Champion...Mistress Sasha.
Sasha takes a minute to strip Summer naked, then she grabs the microphone.
“Summer...remember, little girl, always obey your Mistress!” Sasha says, placing another kiss on Summer’s cheek, again leaving a lipstick mark.
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