"Not bad for a Rookie"

Adel woke up with Vicky kneeling next to him, poking his cheeks with her index finger.

"Hey mate, wake up before Raven changes her mind." The English punk said in a joking tone.

Most of the girls had come down from the Ring, talking to themselves, and Adel could hear them chatting about the match and how exciting it had been.

“How long was I passed out?” the boy asked worriedly as Vicky helped him up. He was still naked but someone had cleaned him of most of the sweat and cum left on his body.

"I think just a couple of minutes? We thought you were pretending to be asleep honestly, to save face."

In reality, Adel remained mostly conscious, feeling that Raven had given up on a demonstration of "post-match punishment" since it was just a practice match, but after that he did let his exhausted body have a quick nap.

"Bollocks... We wanted to see Raven fuck you in the arse with the biggest strap-on possible. Now I also want to have a match and beat you like she did. Better keep training your cute little butt, fuckboy." Vicky told him giving him a slap on a cheek, as she accompanied him to the changing rooms, under the predatory and enthusiastic eyes of all the other girls.

Entering the locker room, he hesitated for a moment, hearing two familiar voices talking to each other.

"...And he's so big! He could make even you cum in seconds. Even if I wanted to, I don't think I had enough energy to give him a post-match punishment." Raven said.

"Fuck! Now I regret having said no to you when you asked me to fight him. Don't tell me you've already planned his next opponents... I don't know if I can wait." Tiffany replied.

"Now you can fuck yourself. I almost risked making myself look like a slut in heat because of you. I was just about to cum on that monster of a cock he has and become his little wrestling whore. Imagine how I would look in front of all the girls."

"Okay, no reason to be angry at me for the best fuck you had in years. But now tell me, you playd a lot with his nipples, is that his weak point?"

Adel coughed very loudly upon entering the locker room, to interrupt the conversation.

The two coaches stood at attention, like little girls caught fragrant in some criminal act and got embarrassed, and turned towards him with a big guilty smiles.

"Adel! We've been waiting for you! You've been really good my boy, Raven and I were talking about how to improve your techniques and your future matches."

"Yes of course" Adel immediately thought sarcastically, rolling his eyes sceptically. He understood that Tiffany wanted to make him her new toy, but at least she tried to remain professional.

"Yes, you weren't bad in the Ring, even if you still have a lot of work to do." Raven added, reassuring him. "Now go take a shower. You'll train a couple more times next week, and I'll organize another training match for you. In the meantime, I'll see if I can find you an opponent for a real match in two weeks. You deserve to have one." hearing these words, especially coming from Raven, was very important to Adel.

Raven seemed to understand, and she came over to give him a squeeze on the shoulders, whispering in a mischievous but also friendly tone "And remember, the important thing is that you keep having fun."