Finals

"Can you pass the wine, Sally?" Veronica asks with the camera zooms in on her with one leg cross over the other.

"Of course, mistress." Sally says handing Veronica a glass of wine.

The camera zooms to show the two women in their latex outfits, sitting on two gimp's backs while other gimps offer them fresh fruit from a bowel or palm them with some giant leaf.

"I'm glad that you made up with Ebony, Mama. I really am. But that doesn't mean you are continue to be Sexfight Queen for next year or any year. As I'm going to win it this year and keep it against anyone who tries to take it away from me. Its time that this company had firm and dominating grip on it." Veronica raises her latex covered hand and clenches it, "And not baby it with some mother's love. A face of someone who isn't blond or had big boobs. And well, I can't help with the big titties." Veronica laughs as she shakes her breasts, "But I can help with being blonde and white. And the reason why I'm going to win is because what Sally and I got are magical. We were forged together under whip and heel. Granted mostly under my whip and heel but still the principle is still the same. We fought against each other and fucked each other till we were black and blue. What else could get in our way? While and your little girlfriend never really had to go through the same things we went through. Sure you had your little movie and your little kayfabe wrestling feuds but they were all fake. But this? This real? Now it's time to see whose the real friends are and whose the fakes."

The scene changes to the ring.

"Wow! Some strong words from the usurper."

"Yes, let's see if she can keep it up. But first let's get to the finals.

"Yes, I couldn't agree more. Onto the finals!"