Seeing Tanya

"...It's not often that I say this, Christy, but I'm quite impressed."

It's the middle of one of the shows, and Tanya isn't doing anything sexual at the moment. Rather, she's watching what looks like a half dozen monitors. Some show the girls in the locker rooms, some show graphs and bars that you can only interpret a little bit (they seem to be gauging crowd reaction and - somehow - crowd arousal levels).

"Thanks, Mrs. McVan. I didn't expect to do that well."

"Well, you did in fact exceed my expectations. Most new girls to the league are either jobbers, or girls I've personally obtained. For instance, my talent scouts are responsible for signing almost all of the high ranking girls that have joined the league. A few come to me, but, for example... Kitty, I found out about and purchased for a very high price. Mighty Allison, I'd been waiting to hire for quite some time. But you... you just came into the league and won."

You don't say anything.

"I think it's already been explained to you how you'll have three matches before you have to decide whether you'll be a good girl or a bad girl. Well, as Kim was a bad girl, your next fight will be against a good girl who's roughly in the same spot Kim is, not a jobber but definitely a lower card wrestler. Your third opponent will be someone much higher ranking who I don't expect you to beat at all."

That sounds kinda scary. "Why?"

"Because I want to see how you lose. Ah, one last thing... you are aware that the girls mainly have finishing moves. You don't have any of your own at this time, right?"

"Right."

"Well, that move you did to Kim, that horseback scissor... should serve you well as your first finisher. You'll need to work on your sexual skills though. Some of my better girls could have made Kim cum three times in the amount of time you spent giving oral."

"But Mrs. McVan" you say as respectfully as possible, since you don't want her to think you're backtalking. "I wasn't trying to get her off fast, I was trying to build her up."

"Hmm." Tanya actually smiles. "Not a bad strategy depending on the match, but it won't help you win a match where a win is decided by the first person to **** an orgasm. You can go Christy, I have to work now."

You turn to leave.

"Wait, may I ask one last question?"

Tanya sighs. "Yes?"

"Who's going to be my next opponent?"