Angel picks some rules

Angel had also covered herself in oil, and her nipples were as hard as erasers. She put one finger to her mouth seductively and wiggled her leg as she looked at Casey, watching the oil shine as she flexed her thigh.

"I wouldn't ask for a special ref or a handicap match, that would totally ruin this. No, how about this rule... to win, you need to get a **** pinfall, and a **** submission, and a **** orgasm. One of each."

"Fine." said Casey. "And the winner gets the loser for the rest of the night as a sex **** - and has the right to videotape it and broadcast it to the world."

"As long as it doesn't involve anything like **** or gross stuff." Angel said.

"Eww, what do you think I am? I'm a Top, not a sicko!" Casey said indignantly.

"Just being careful. So, you ready to wrestle?" Angel put her arms behind her back and stretched, bouncing her breasts. Casey practically drooled at the sight.

"Lady, you have no idea what you're getting yourself into doing that..." she said.

The bell rang, starting the match.