Damsel gets made an offer

Damsel runs through the backstage, sweating bullets as she tries to find a place to hide.

She stops at a narrow hallway and lean against a box, "Shit, that's the last time I accept a title invitation from a sex crazed nymphomaniac."

"Hey cutie." A voice says in front of her making Damsel eyes widen as she looks up feeling her heart beat faster.

Rochelle wearing a white belly short and a red thong too short for her ass walk up to her, "How you doing?"

Damsel raise her hands up to her as Rochelle walks closer to her, "Look, just stay away from me. This is all a mistake."

Rochelle walks behind her as Damsel continues, " I got tricked by that batty Am... ugh!"

Damsel moans as Rochelle slides her hand down her pants and starts to play with her pussy, "Ssh darling there's no mistake."

Damsel bites her lip trying not to cum at Rochelle's expert finger fucking as she feels herself getting wet, "You either want this or you don't. Now with you still standing here letting me hand fuck you, I got a feeling you want to be here."

She leans into her ear, "If you let me win this jobber hunt and get me another chance at Amber at Titty Slam. I will be most grateful."

She bites Damsel's ear lobe making her quiver, "Most grateful."

"Fuck that!" Chantz walked up behind Rochelle and push her aside, wearing a black latex top and black leather pants.

"Deal with me Jobber." She bend Damsel's arm behind her back making it hard to escape as she struggle, feeling the huge bulge in Chantz' pants that Damsel can only guess was a strap on, a huge one by the feel of it.

"And I promise you that I won't hurt you as much as the other jobbers. In fact I might leave you alone for a full month, consider that as a thank you from me to you."

Damsel tries to struggle but Chantz held her tighter leaving hand marks on her arm, "Of course that is if your willing, if not, then I'll still rape you but after I'm done no wrestler will want to fuck with you, because you will be nothing but a broken down piece of meat who refuse my offer of decency."

Damsel begins to shed a tear as she knew Chantz spoke the truth, "So what do you say meat?"

"Oh no hoe." Rochelle push Chantz off her, making Damsel fall on the ground, "That girl is with me!"

"Fat chance you whore! Your the reason why I lost the match with Amber in the first place because you couldn't mind you own fucking business! No, The bitch is with me!"

Chantz grabs Rochelle's hair and both women struggle as Damsel lay on the floor paralyzed not knowing what to do as two superstars fight over who is going to fuck her.