A TLC Match

"Ve have decided zat it vill be TLC match. Orrr Tender Love Match."

People cheered as Mama smiles,

"The only vay to vin make yourrr opponent say I love you orrr fuck me. People zat ve vorrrk forrr knows you arrre **** to pussy and knows zat Natlya herrre vil easily make you submit to us if she vants to pay her debt."

Mama looks at Natalya with seductive look in her eyes, Natalya seems to blush a little, "I always like to be dominated by big, strong women, ask my Mama." Mama caress Natalya's bicep, "I don't see why no..."

Natalya lunges at Mama, "Enslaver, hypocrrritc!"

"Niet! Niet!" The man screams pulling a remote and pushign a button making Natalya growls in pain as she gets shock.

"You claim zat you karrre about people. But you enslave zem just same. I hearrrd about yourrr farrrm and how yourrr new vife vill take zem in her karrr, even it means in back of trrrunk. YOu arrre just as bad as zose who own me!"

Natalya is on her knees as Mama looks down at her, "I never enslave anyone who doesn't want it. I will admit my new wifey Akoto can get a little overzealous but I never keep anyone who doesn't want to be there and trust me they always want to be there." Mama caress Natalya's cheek, " Remember Natalya, my slaves like their positions. Something you could enjoy too if you wan..."

The Russian enforcer looks away making Mama look annoyed, "Fine."

She looks at Natalya's handler, "If you want a TLC match. Then a TLC match you will have!"

Mama holds out her hand to Natalya. Natalya's handler tells her to take it. Natalya hesitates but when the man threatens her with the remote, she steps up and takes it.

Both women shake.

"And there you have it!" Megan yells, "The Royal Match will be a TLC match!"

People cheered.

"Now let's get to the tournament!"