Tanya calls in her bodyguards

Tanya pulled out her cellphone and pushed a red button on it. Becky looked around expecting a siren, or a booby trap, or something like that, but nothing happened.

She grabbed the wine bottle.

"I'll cut your hair out by the roots!" She screamed.

Becky swung the bottle, and it shattered - but not over Tanya.

She took two steps back. She hadn't seen this man come into the room, but he'd stepped in the way of her bottle swing, and it didn't even seem to have cut him.

"Perhaps if you weren't so mentally out of it, Becky, you'd have remembered that I keep personal bodyguards. Wrestlers who were simply too good for the league. This gentleman here is Harvey."

Harvey looked to be about 6 and a half feet tall, and almost half that wide, and it was all muscle. He wore an outfit like an 80s pro wrestler might have.

"Harvey was born with a rare condition in which he had two muscles for every one most people have. Most people with this condition die young of heart failure, but of course, I have the funding to get him state of the art medical treatment. He is extremely healthy, and as you just noticed, harder than the glass is sharp. He hasn't got much actual fighting skill, but that doesn't matter when you couldn't hurt him by running him over with a truck, and he could squish you into a ball if he wanted."

He only had a few scratches where the bottle had hit him.

"That's thanks, in part, to Elizabeth."

Elizabeth (Tanya pronounced her name E-LIE-zah-beth) was a tall blonde woman. Her face was pretty, but very stern and severe,and she had small wire frame glasses. Her fingers were long and graceful, and her attire was a white trench coat, buttoned down to her waist where Becky could see a black thong.

"Elizabeth is a scientist who works fully in my employ. Most of the devices I have in this office, sexual or otherwise, were designed and created by her. As were the unique exercise machines, both muscular and sexual, I have in the league gym. As far as combat goes, she is not much of a straight up fighter, but her knowledge of the human nervous system makes her able to bring most any person to orgasm in under 30 seconds."

Becky stared at her. Elizabeth stared back, and she didn't blink. Becky had to look away, and her eyes fell on the next woman.

This woman was definitely a bodybuilder. Not ripped and massive like Inga and Tess were, but somehow she managed to look even stronger. She appeared to be in her 30s, her hair was either dark blonde or light brown, it was hard to tell. She wore what looked like a neon orange workout outfit, skimpy sports bra and shorts that only covered half of her ass.

"This is Theresa. Don't call her Thunder Thighs, she doesn't like that. She is my personal trainer and wrestling coach. There's something you should know about her, however - Thereas has had all the knowledge of every wrestler, ever, implanted in her brain. From the real wrestlers back when it was a sport, like Farmer Burns and Frank Gotch, up to the Hulk Hogans, the Steve Austins. She has the knowledge of every woman who ever wrestled in an apartment match, like Robin Johnson or Cindy Huntress. And of course, that of every woman in this entire league. Including you, Becky. For every submission hold Casey Luv or Tara know, she knows TEN. And as far as scissors go, she has the combined knowledge of how to apply one of Dolly and Sheana. She is as close as you could come to a literal wrestling machine. Of course, she knows all the sex techniques of every girl in the league as well..."

Theresa made eye contact with Becky, and slowly licked her lips.

And then, some other girl practically materialized in front of Becky.

"This is Ninjette. Even I don't know her actual name. Ninjas are not mythical, and Ninjette here is a real life honest to god ninja. There are probably 30 things in this room she could kill you with, including the room itself. She is a fighting machine of a different kind from Theresa, and if I decide that she needs to be set on someone, it is because I want them defeated so completely they can't fight back - ever."

Standing next to Theresa was a man who looked slightly Mexican, with wavy dark brown hair.

"This is Juan Rantiguas, and he serves a different role all together. Put quite plainly, he is the only true male sexfighter I opt to keep in the league."

Juan bowed, and spoke - so far he was the only one of Tanya's bodyguards to do so.

"I do not think of it as a fight, as it is not a competition. I simply feel that it would be ungentlemanly of me to cum before my female partner has."

He paused.

"Twenty-five times."

"I warn you..." Tanya said. "He has sexually sedated Amber before. He is also something of a business partner of mine - sometimes I have to deal with women who simply are not attracted to other women. There is nothing I can offer in sex appeal that he cannot. And lastly, Becky, I'd like you to meet Alice."

Alice was perhaps twenty by the look, but it was hard to tell. She had amazingly long black hair down past her stomach, covering most of her face. She had chalky white skin and a long black dress on. She smiled, and Becky shivered. It was sparkly, predatory, and just plain eerie.

"Alice is my last resort. When everything else fails, I lock whoever is causing me problems in a room with Alice. By the time I come back, my problem is not a problem anymore."

Tanya paused, while Becky looked at the six.

"So, Becky, do you want to be a problem?"