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Chapter 85 by brambank brambank

What do you do with Lisa Mchvan?

Cage match

The match was set for the next event. A steel cage match against the ex-stripper Domino with special guest referee, the unsuspecting Lisa Mchvan. Of course, you'd heard that she protested to her mother. It wasn't in Lisa's nature to shy away from the spotlight. Even after all the controversy over the revealing of her relationship with the midget announcer. But she saw this match as a long way below her standing on the show.

Tanya Mchvan was adamant though and nobody, not even Lisa Mchvan, argues with the owner. She made her way to the ring wearing a customised little black and white striped dress. She barely acknowledged the arrival of your opponent and it wasn't until you engaged her that she showed any kind of reaction.

"Looking sexy tonight, Lees." you smirk. "Did you wear that hot little number just for me?"

"Don't piss me off, rookie." she scowled. "The sooner you finish this guy, the sooner I can get out of here."

"You're a little feisty tonight." you respond. "What's the matter? You missing being on your knees under the announce table?"

"Don't fuck with me, punk!" yelled Lisa. "You'll be wrestling in front of pig farmers and hillbillies without me have to so much as break a nail."

"Wouldn't dream of it," you reply before giving her a playful slap across her tight tasty rear.

With Lisa Mchvan fuming the bell rings and the match starts. You turn towards Domino who looks ready to go defensive right from the start. He's about to charge you when he turns and sprints the other way. Diving up the wall of the cage and trying to escape. Instead of chasing after him you lean back against the ropes. Watching your opponent climb higher.

"Aren't you going to get him?" yells a confused Lisa. But you just wave nonchalantly and relax where you are. Domino climbs higher and higher until he reaches the top. He turns to look back. A bit perplexed that you haven't tried to stop him. After a brief pause he scales the other side and drops down to the floor. The whole arena is stunned including the guest referee.

Lisa is about to call for the bell to signal the end of the match when you grab her from behind. Placing your hands firmly on her hips and pulling her close to you. You whisper in her ear. "It's time you got what was coming to you."

What's your plan for Lisa Mchvan?

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