Ask for a tour

Casey's almost disappeared out the door when you get your tongue back.

"Wait, Missus Luv!"

She turned around.

"Yes ma'am?"

You didn't know what you wanted, but a question comes to mind.

"Can you show me around this place? I wouldn't want to get lost and end up in Becky's locker room or anything like that..."

Casey laughs. "Sure thing, kiddo. Here, I'll explain it like this. Think of the basement area of this building as being laid out like a giant H..."

"On the left side is the good girls' side. That's where we are now. It's got its own gym, some smaller private rooms, for... well, you know. Mostly it's got the big common area, where we can sit together and watch the matches. Or do whatever."

There's a good dozen girls in the common room. One of them, a leanly-muscled blonde, looks up and sees you. Her entire body tenses, and you flinch. You're pretty sure you wouldn't be a match for her. Luckily for you (well, maybe...), before she does anything, a young looking girl with a bodybuilder's physique walks up to her and grabs her by the head. The two collapse to the floor out of your sight, but you can clearly hear the sex noises.

Your jaw drops.

Casey sees you, and laughs.

"Get used to it, kid. We're pretty free here. That's Sheena and Amber over there, and they're maybe two of the horniest women I've ever seen. Well, except for Cassie the Cowgirl... don't get us confused. She's not a regular here though."

"Where do the men change?" You're curious about that.

"The men don't have their own locker room. The good guys change with us, the bad guys change with the bad girls. If you want one, all you really have to do is ask. Or demand. There's a couple that match up to the girls, but most of them are wimps. Like, here's my brother."

Casey reaches out and grabs some kid... or at least you think he's a kid.

"Don't worry. He's legal, even if he doesn't look like it. Timmy, this is Christy. Say hi."

"Um... hi?" He said.

You look him over. Although you hadn't meant to do anything but answer pleasantly, looking at him makes you feel... well, like imagining all the different ways you could **** him. It would be so easy... just like your own little meat puppet.

Wait, what are you thinking?

"Yeah, Timmy has that effect on people. Run along, squirt." Casey slaps him on the ass and Timmy scampers off. "He comes in female, too. I'll introduce you to Bambi, though she's in such high demand you usually have to fight to get a chance at her. Anyway as far as guys go, there's only four you have to take seriously. The Cowboy, Thunder the biker, 40 Cent who's my worthless ex-boyfriend, and that new Jack Matthews guy. Not sure what to make of him at all, he's actually getting popular. Anyway..."

Casey's interrupted by some ear-splitting shrieks of ecstasy from back where Amber and Sheena are fighting... or making love... or whatever it is they're doing.

"The rest of it. The bad girls locker room is on the right side of the H. You go over there, the general idea is that you're asking for whatever you get. If you really want a tour of their half that bad, go ask Tanya to have Theresa show you around. Or if you want to be put in bondage and fucked ****, go over there. But honestly, you can get that on our side too, and we use safe words. They don't."

You try to think this over, then give up on it.

"The top part of the H is for accommodations. You know, for... stuff. Photoshoots, you name it. They've got everything up there from rooms full of velvet cushions to dungeons. The bottom of the H is the Bath House. And lemme explain how it works. Basically, it is the only place in the arena that **** isn't just discouraged, it's flat out forbidden. If you need a massage, or you want some straight up vanilla non-competitive consensual sex, or if you just want to soak in a jacuzzi with some bath salts, that's your place. The whole heel/face/tweener thing does not exist there. Jobbers and a few people who can't control themselves aren't allowed in."

"Can't control themselves? Like Amber and Sheena?"

"Well, Sheena's an unusual case, but I meant more people like Becky, who go crazy at any moment. So, do you wanna go take a look around it? Or do you want to see the gym or something?"

"Wait." Something she said earlier just hit you. "You said Jobbers can't use the Bath House. Am I a Jobber?"

"No, no. Jobbers aren't people who lose, they're people who never win. It's a mindset, not a win/loss record. So, where do you want to go go?"

Originally by ThaCat005