That doesn't matter, time to help Sasha!

At the referee’s instruction, Sin exits the ring without any fuss. What is strange is that Faith also shifts off of Sasha, sitting near her corner with sinful smirk, glancing between you and Sasha.

Sasha – for her part – starts to stir, slowly crawling over to you while Faith refuses to move. As Sasha gets close, you reach out, **** to tag in and wipe that smirk off of your opponent’s face. Right as you and Sasha make the tag, Faith goads you once more, a simple “bring it” gesture as she sits in place.

The moment Sasha’s hand touches yours, you leap into action, incensed. Sasha rests on the floor, but that doesn’t matter because you’re going to take down that smug bitch yourself!

You charge across the ring towards Faith, still in that same position, and leap forward legs spread, ready to give her the bronco buster of your life and...

“Fuck~!” the expletive comes as you miss Faith – who dodges your charge like a trained matador – and impale full speed on a dildo that Sin was hiding behind her teammate. Taking all of it in one go you almost cum again right then and there, in part thanks to the recent playtime Faith had with you outside the ring.

“Thanks for going along with our plan~” Faith looks down at you, still wearing that same smirk as she taunts you. “You played your part perfectly...you’re going to be such a good pet for us~!”

The confidence with which she says that sends a shiver up your spine, as if she knows she’s already won.

“Oh, whaddya know, that’s your time up!” Faith taunts a still prone Sasha, before rolling her out the ring with her foot. After that, she strides back towards you, looking at you with that devilish grin. “Our turn.”